Moonlight in my eyes,
Distant stars swimming in perpetual darkness,
Night's dew continues to shimmer,
Incandescent glow touches my skin.
Owls' hooting unfailingly echoes throughout the forest,
The frolicking of perennial being captures me.
I whirled like a dervish,
Dancing against the backdrop of eternal bliss.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Gone
From the rolling hill,
She saw you,
Sitting on the grass,
Staring back at her.
The distance between you and her,
Was unbridgeable,
The stark opened gap,
Was a sign.
She turned her back,
And you looked through her,
But what would you do,
If you heard her silent cries.
You left your comfort zone,
And ran after her,
You climbed the rolling hill,
But she was already gone.
Now when you look down,
You see her there.
She's so near,
Yet why can't you touch her?
She saw you,
Sitting on the grass,
Staring back at her.
The distance between you and her,
Was unbridgeable,
The stark opened gap,
Was a sign.
She turned her back,
And you looked through her,
But what would you do,
If you heard her silent cries.
You left your comfort zone,
And ran after her,
You climbed the rolling hill,
But she was already gone.
Now when you look down,
You see her there.
She's so near,
Yet why can't you touch her?
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Caged
I sniffed the pungent essence of life,
Regarding it with distaste and curiosity.
Random thoughts circle my overused brains,
Driving me nuts with doubled intensity,
Looking back was never hard,
For the numbness of the past had long subsided.
So why?
Do I still feel,
Its poision clutches extending,
Inflicting pain,
On my already scarred heart.
In my mind's eye,
I have created an unreachable place,
Barred with wrought-iron,
Encircled by an invisible barrier,
In hopes to prevent intruders,
And myself from leaving its premises.
Regarding it with distaste and curiosity.
Random thoughts circle my overused brains,
Driving me nuts with doubled intensity,
Looking back was never hard,
For the numbness of the past had long subsided.
So why?
Do I still feel,
Its poision clutches extending,
Inflicting pain,
On my already scarred heart.
In my mind's eye,
I have created an unreachable place,
Barred with wrought-iron,
Encircled by an invisible barrier,
In hopes to prevent intruders,
And myself from leaving its premises.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Through the limbo
You're swept off your feet,
Like a pollen in the breeze,
Your journey takes you somewhere,
But you do not know where.
Painful memories,
Blissful times,
Excruciating experiences.
Life is hard,
It's painful,
Full of sorrows.
Fleeting it may be,
It'll soon come to a pass,
A checkpoint,
To an untouched beginning.
Like a pollen in the breeze,
Your journey takes you somewhere,
But you do not know where.
Painful memories,
Blissful times,
Excruciating experiences.
Life is hard,
It's painful,
Full of sorrows.
Fleeting it may be,
It'll soon come to a pass,
A checkpoint,
To an untouched beginning.
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