June 21, 2012
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A trio of rambles & thoughts
I want your sun to reach my raindrops, So your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.
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I am the smile that beckons you to come
I am the blank page that sits before you
I am the salty tears of lifes betrayal
I am the goosebumps spread across your skin
I am the faded memory of loves attention
I am the sleeping beauty before you
I am the wind that enfolds you at the oceans edge
I am the antique that sets enclosed in glass
I am the lone warrior in the distance
I am .. unknown .. undiscovered ..*~*~*~*~*~*~*

wandering thoughts and images that appear
of things once held dear
connections broken, lives lost
realization of motto: trust no one but self
rewinding film in my mind
slowly it plays
of dreams dissipated, of hopes and fears
childhood dreams faded in the blink of an eye
as waves of harsh reality cut like a knife
innocence lost, stolen, taken
eyes sharp, pierce like a pin
angered voices, harsh hands
fading dreams, hopes, aspirations
crash to the floor like broken glass
screams echo across the land
like the howl of a lone wolf in the distance
closed lids, sealed with tears
blankets wrapped as tight as knots
hello
are you there,
can you hear me,
can’t you see
sounds of my heartbeat echo within my ears
no answer, no hand to hold, no one to comfort, no love embraces me
alone am I, whence comes my peace
whispered softly in the confines of my mind
does it really exist..
do I really exist
am I alive, or simply drifting by
long eye lashes flutter like wings of a butterly
yet again drowned in salty tears
as I dimly fade
colorful, charming world of beauty
only in my world of dreams..*~*~*~*~*~*~*

when all you’ve done is hurt –
when all people have done is leave –
when all the world seems to just pass you by -
when all you want is to feel alive –
when all they did was lie to make you believe –
then laugh as they watched you leave –
when life seems to bitter to choke down –
when you laugh and smile, when all you want to do is cry –
when you feel worthless and ugly –
when you feel insignificant and unnoticed –
when you look around in silence –
when you scream into the night –
“whence comes my peace”*~*~*~*~*~*~*
To know the value of generosity, it is necessary to have suffered from the cold indifference of others.
.. and that’s a wrap .. all written by me
Hope you enjoyed, and they make you think.As always, there is a lot of symbolism and inner meanings to my writing. It’s just as complex as me
Comments (2)
Lovely words and lovely pictures…I can find a spot in your garden to meditate in
@Zeal4living - Thank you