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Unfulfilled Desires by olulu(m): 3:50pm On Jan 30, 2009 |
I love cars, I love to drive them, To be in control, Make them jump when I press the controls, Make them honk and horn for joy, Service them as often as I can, And walk away when the joy of driving the car is over. Thus I have driven many a cars, And well, crashed a few too. Saw a car I really would love to drive, The windscreen is one of a special kind, With nice and attractive headlights, A glistening and well tuned body structure, Solid and well oiled engine, And with a lovely, attractive and well rounded trunk to match. It is simply a masterpiece. I have a lovely dark car of my own, A true masterpiece too, And I love my car. But I still wanted this car too. I knew I couldn’t drive it for as long as I would like, But I still wanted to drive it. I made my intentions known, The car didn’t mind, Cos there seems to be a void I could fill. But was told the car had a driver, And that I could tag along if that didn’t bother me So I hopped into the passenger seat Waiting, watching and biding my time. After a long while of not getting a chance to be at the steering wheels, I suddenly found myself at the back seat, The back seat was full, over crowded and very uncomfortable I stayed there for a while, Hoping I could still make it into the driver’s seat, even if for a limited time. But I had always lived my life according to simple rules And one which states, “Enjoy it, don’t endure it, or else… walk away.” I was enjoying the ride no more, I was enduring it, Many a request I made was turned down, And since I was not in control, I couldn’t afford to complain too much So I still tried to enjoy it. The back seat kept getting fuller, more crowded and more uncomfortable, But the back seat was never a place meant for me, I just had to get out So I jumped out of the window, No good byes, no reasons, no nothing. I landed on my behind. But I was happy I got out. For a while my absence didn’t seem to be felt, I also missed the warmth of the car, I came to terms with the fact that, I was probably being tolerated and not celebrated after all, Then I noticed the brake lights were on, And the reverse lights came on, The car crept back, Hesitant, but still crept back, Didn’t ask why I got out, And I didn’t bother to offer any explanation. Now I stroll along the road with the car beside, Would I get into the car again? Well, maybe, or maybe not, Or u know, on the condition that I get the driving seat, But that would be selfish Cos I can’t drive the car forever, U know, I have a car of my own. So now I walk, Even though, I still would love to drive the car. |
Re: Unfulfilled Desires by eslynera(f): 8:17pm On Jan 31, 2009 |
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Re: Unfulfilled Desires by MCCOYDESTINY(f): 10:51am On Sep 22, 2014 |
nice one |
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