kiss the rain
the sliver of light
that bounces back
in the window.
touch the breeze
with renewed enthusiasm.
listen to the silent grave
under the deep blue sea
let go of the battles you fought in silence.
I drifted into a place
where everything sounded
like a cry.
A beg for mercy
sounded like a cry for more.
I drifted into a place
where everything sounded
like a cry.
Where an apology sounded
like a failure to acknowledge the
hands that fed me when I can’t.
I drifted into a place
where everything sounded like a cry.
A wail of sheer agony
perforates the heart
induces tears to flow
and I fell to my knees
tired and beaten.
I ask myself what is in tomorrow that can attract me beyond today? I have not seen much of you lately and it kills me, it kills knowing you are around but unreachable. Often I ask myself what is there holding me to look forward to tomorrow when I am more likely to see the sunset without you?
I listened to the wind, watched the setting sun but there’s only silence from you. My beating heart is craving for another. It is longing, for your heart beat, for your touch and is longing for you to love me back.
Back from a short break! Flew in this morning from a short but lovely vacation. Right now am trying to get re-acquainted with the weather.
So, how is everyone? If I may ask.
As for me I’m exhausted but I’m happy and rejuvenated spiritually and my soul is excited to be able to write and read again. This is another Sunday for me, sitting at home and thinking of stuff to write about.
Whisper it back to me, I want to hear your voice once again… your laughter, your chuckle and the way you say my name.
There is life in silence, there is sound where no life is found
life is not silent, it is loud, it is a bus you ride home bound
to take you to your personal journey.
There are sounds in the littlest of things, inviting you to pay attention and to heed the sound of it’s silence. It is upon us to find our silent journey to take us home.
Cold morning, busy streets
city lights
blinding your already hazy vision
but you are brave, brave enough
to go out there and do it all over again!
You bring fresh snow to the ground
like cotton balls of renewed hope.
Untying my hands and my mind
letting me breathe again. Sending rain
in Spring like a reinforcement of
your undying love.
You give me Summer to let me know
you haven’t forgotten your promise
of eternal devotion.
hazy lights sheltering the concrete mess
of cityscape under the towering canopies
of masked human emotions
the air thick unmoving smoky atmosphere
like zombies we move about from daylight to dusk
the fallen leaves
decaying
under wet soil
the sun slipping away
faster than it should
the lake frigid deserted and alone
knelt to pray for the sun to peek
