Poem

Essay - #2

Title: No Man Is Island?

"No man is an island!" so the saying goes.

While we take our daily journey, on our way, we meet people who can either stay with us or leave a footprint in our memories. Few would term them as acquaintance and most would call them friends. For some they call them lovers and for some they call it part of the past.

For we don't expect life to be routinary, we seldom misjudge the fact that meeting people is just a mere coincidence of life but seldom we realize that every man or woman who come along our way are just passersby but they actually meant more than who just pass us by.

Friends are people we tend to share things. People we sometimes neglect because we thought they are nothing but a chit-chat-cham. But oftentimes, they say things that we tend to let pass by not knowing that at the end, we can learn from what they have foretold.

As days pass, I realized that missing this people I once called acquaintance now plays a great place in my heart. They tend to occupy a special place and I cannot say more. They just invade my sense of thinking whenever I am alone. And that, what they have said keeps playing in my mind.

For I don't really know what to expect on what lies ahead and only words that sometimes occupies my inner pituitary glands keep soliciting the vastness of life, I kept on looking for these people I wanna have a time with. A worthy conversation over a cup of coffee. A time spent with thoughts and taught! Such a nice day to wish for to come in reality.

I am crying and yet my mind is still blown by the fact that I am alone. Thus, i merely believe in "No man is an island" adage. I need people to put me in calm. Put me in grave happiness for a moment.

I miss my friends!