Unable to succeed any further on the road I’m on.
It is already a dead-end street on which I must stop and forgive the shortness of life sent my way.
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Evaporating emotions coming into the open,
meant to live in a person.Commenting on life’s experiences, rattlingthrough thoughts of a once upon a timeromance.Holding onto the essence of younger times,not wanting to let them go away.Forever finding the loneliness left ondoorsteps back then.
People speak of paradise, yet I haven’t ever seen it here on earth.
Blue roses growing effervescently in abundance everywhere I looked.An intense bluened silence holding me spell-bound as I took it all in.Peace filling me totally, intensely, so great that I can still feel it’s presence whenever I think of it.
Sprouting indignation, growing silently inside –
Strolling over mountainous ocean waves of remorse,falling upon them and being tossed and turnedforevermore.Grief turned aside, basking in it’s sorrow,unrelentingly persistent, wanting to be heard.Flowers blooming constantly around a grave, neverquite reaching their destination at the head ofthe tomb.Everlastingly deep, quiet, alone, grief remainsheavy until it is finally shared.
Drumming along, strolling down lightened pathways
Viewing every particle of nature within spiritualeyes, taking advantage of it’s effect on calmingnerves.
Singing tunes one after another while playing keyboard and drums to their heart’s content.
Holding all symphonies like treasured memories, acclimating them to inner desires, picturing landscapes with rhythmical precision.
Rich in words, beliefs and sorrow, tended in lonely
Veiling blue shadows through yesterday’s funerals,watching for omens of life now past.Monarchs beyond our levels of reality walk aboutwithout being seen by anyone.Wishing to speak to loved ones’, warning and lovingthem outside our normal reach and cerebellum.Replacing fear with hopeful curiosity – wanting tobelieve that speech beyond life is possible.