misfortune or another.
Sadly, walking, feeling intense pain of being,
and swallowing the sadness in my lonely plight.
Never taking anything from life, only leaving
behind my heart and soul on earthly shores
until I get to heaven.
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Fostered and grown from very little, a gloomy horizon is born.There are no lovers or apologies left to wait on anyone.Lost in a deserted garden, precious blossoms form and arequickly discarded, dying much too soon.Sincere reminders of long ago.Faded memories are all that are left to taste in this darkened afterthought of unbelief and death.Forgotten…
Columns blocking my view, taking away my vision until I grasp it and make it mine again.
Consuming everything, being curious, questioning everything within my power and loving every minute of it.
Sweetened tears flowing in past joy, remembered in a song being slowly sung in a timeless age-old rhythm.
Feeling their heartstrings being gently pulled in past directions, guiding them to the edges of ‘Swanee River’.
Lively steps brought about by music
taking us by the mind and heart,out onto the dance floor.Swaying, sliding, rhythm keeping ourfeet in synch with every note.
Strangling life dreams and spreading them over ocean
in a storm.Fascinated, letting them go into unchartered depths,waitingfor their return, hoping to see alternated visions –only better than before – of life dreams.Sitting comfortably, allowing destiny to take it’s turn,as I wait in quiet anticipation for them to come tofruition before the setting sun this evening.