Words fail me ,
I stand mesmerized ,
The sky is ablaze by what seems like countless fireflies
It’s isn’t sunset nor is the moon yet here
There’s a golden melted warmth that seems to flow
I took some pictures but they can never tell
The story that unfolded and upon us befell
It’s probably god at his very best
When we least expect it,
Such sights put troubled minds to rest
There’s a treat we cannot forget
If only we took time to see these sights
Set aside our tiny battles
And didn’t run after some hopeless prize
If only every day we could allow ourselves to be so hypnotized .
Sweet Solitude, Sweet Love
O Solitude I seek thee,
As fresh rains want open fields and dancing children run home after light ,
For only you, thus, Intrigue me.
As I dive deep into thy Abyss,
Cold blue waters engulf me all around,
It’s only then that I see ALL else slip away,
And only your love surrounds ,
For that’s when you truly open up to me and I hear your sweet silent sound .
Strange as it may seem too you,
This appalling silence holds,
a thousand screams that befall,
On ears that listen and eyes that speak,
And yet they never seem to talk ,
Just walk past without a nod or smile ,
And all that’s left around in that abyss is Solitude and me .
So drowning dead and sinking to a watery grave is but obvious I need not implore ,
I wait eagerly for the cold embrace in the blue waters of my mind ,
It’s only when I am dying that I know I surely will find,
What we all wish to behold but never really find ,it’s always been there somewhere ,
Lost in the recesses of our mind ,
I fall asleep silently with death embracing that is so cold ,yet warm in Solitude’s embrace ,she , caresses my troubled soul,
Such is the love of solitude that I couldn’t resist, just had to seek n find ,
If this wasn’t true love ,my dear beloved
Please be so kind and pray tell me what is true love , that we have never found .
the last embrace
The above post was done by me last year on a lovely group called Phrase Catchers on Facebook where I post from time to time , it was written when I was in a grey period for a while ,feeling lonely in this big city and missing my old life , the image posted above is from a very, very beautifully written blog and the post it is from is so touching it made me sad … very emotional blog (http://circuschildren.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html) ….thanks for letting me use the image here Ms.Circus Princess , I am sure your blog writing was catharsis in itself. I also like how she has written a polite but firm request for her friends to respect her privacy. Read her blog it takes you on a journey …
