I ‘m still smiling

I am walking along the narrow street

Of London

People are busy

Bumping into passerby

Throwing their frowns

As their only weapon to

Survive the maze they’re living in

I am out of money

My heart is crying

Like a child who lost his mother

In a park he doesn’t know well

I look up

In the end

I’m still smiling

 

On typical morning

I collect the morning post

Flicking through each letter

Till I found a letter with my name

A sign of hope to end my long frustration

Opened it like an energetic child

Opening Christmas presents

Seeing what he’s got from Santa Claus

A rejection letter

My world instantly falls crashing down

Like an avalanche

Subdued into the very comfort

Of my home

My bed

I curled up a ball

Crying wishing I had died

Comes along a voice

“Never give up, it’s not the end”

I ignore the voice

I continue to weep

Wanting to gulp every breath

I have before the long road

Of frustration resume

I’ back in the battle

But in the end

I’m still smiling

 

I walk through the front door

Onto the open air

The autumn air smells sweet

Like the taste of a toffee apple

Sold at funfairs

I walk along narrow road

The scenery is quiet

Cars sleeping in their driveways

Like they are sleep

Like their drives

The fog is clouded

Blinding me instantly

I cannot see what’s ahead

I turn to around

The path becomes clouded

The houses with cars asleep

In the drive becomes a hologram

I’m stuck in this mist

Like I was in the middle of nowhere

No directions to take me home

No one to help me

No sincere voice to say

“It’s going to be alright”

Street is quiet now

I can see people

In silhouettes

Walking pass me

Like invisible ghost

From a zombie movie

Coming into reality

 

I’m powerless now

I cannot pray

I cannot cry

I cannot speak

I cannot look back

My institutions says move forward

I feel my feet wanting to move

I do what my feet says

Walking along the path

My smile becomes the light

Shining a hole

It’s bigger as I walk

The fog is faded

The streets are clear

Like a new pair of lenses

Fitted in a camera

I never owned

I still smiling.

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