Sunday, June 7, 2009


The topic is 'SOUL-MATE'.

A geographical fact from China.


Just a simple padlock, hanging on a rail,
With a thousand other padlocks by its side.
Where the glorious Yellow Mountains rise up to China's sky,
And the views are bright as heaven, and as wide.
A little metal padlock, a modern artifact,
Is set against eternity it seems,
And yet it's representing such hopes and such desires;
It's locked-on to a desperate need for dreams.
For this is where the sweethearts come to vow eternal love,
They use the key then throw it far away;
It hurtles into chasms, quite unreachable, below,
Where for the Rest of Ever it will stay.
And they look into each other's eyes and vow eternal bliss,
And they mean it from the bottom of their hearts,
Like their padlock they are locked as one till the day that death divides!
This is the day that 'love-forever' starts!
Will their love last for ever, or will it wilt and fade?
Are they asking far too much of life, this pair?
Will dissension, disappointment and denial come along,
Will they grow apart and one day cease to care?
It's unimportant! For what counts is that the dream itself
Will still be meaningful as years go by.
Though the padlock may grow rusty it will still hang on the wire,
A testament to hopes that never die.

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Americanising Desi said...

i simply loved the naivity in the post!

absolutely lovely!

you have a way to leave me charmed all the time :)

anthonynorth said...

A most uplifting poem today. Enjoyed that.

Tanya Gwen Minnick said...

Wow, i really liked this- the image of the padlocks is really neat! very good :)

linda may said...

G'Day Brenda, I loved this post. As you probably remember from reading my blog I have an affinity with our river system or which my Murrumbidgee river is a part.
Also the poem about Soul Mates, yes!

floreta said...

neat imagery. but i'm unsure about it. i'm not sure if i like the idea of being 'trapped'.. throwing away the key, locked forever! but in a way, it's also romantic..

Tumblewords: said...

I love this poem - it casts such magic!

Dee Martin said...

Love the hope, beautiful poem.

Kat said...

I am reminded of invading ships' captains, who'd burn the ships after landing in a foreign soil.

to the army, there's no retreat. There's only one answer - WIN (or perish :))) - no running away..!!!