making it feel isolated
when no one is around.
We stand on pinnacles of our own desire
that are often consumed by fire
leaving us scorched and lonely,
too heated to be touched.
We feel engulfed in sadness,
our shouts cannot be heard
and we wonder what we have said
when we have no angry words.
Our hearts beat a distant beat
that echoes out to no one
when the fingers of loneliness
touch deep inside our soul.
17 September 2008
I never think of what tomorrow might bring,but only what yesterday has left behind.The flower colours that faded in the sun,the hearts that were brokenwhen lovers parted companyfor in tomorrow they will be just a memory.Today we must live for what we haveand hold everything within our hearts dearnever let it become a memorywhen tomorrow…
when a killer goes to court?Hey, but what about the victimand his or her family.Don’t they have human rights too?Is it only the killers who have human rights?It really makes you wonder.They commit a crime againstsomeone innocent in our society.Then you get some idiotstarts shouting their punishmentis against their human rights.Now what would happen if…
meets the night.The hour when the sunrests its head at sunset.The time when loverscome out to play,taking walks downleafy lover’s lanesbefore the moonwakes its sleepy head.Twilight a timenear the end of the day13 April 2008
Behind it stood a mountainand you had to crane your neck to see the top.One day my wife awokeand looked out the window and panic gripped her.“The mountains on fire! ” She shouted,loud enough to wake the dead.I got up and looked out the window.“Oh Yea.” I said and went back to bed.“What are we…
yet at times we all feel that way.Trapped away from the worldwe feel isolatedfor some reason or anotherwith no escapefrom the walls that surround us.Our prison may not have bars,but we still feel trapped within its grey walls,hoping all the timesomeone will pass by and set us free.20 July 2013
The sunset was moving across the sky,as the songs of twilight could be heard,then a siren made us look around.There below us within a grove of trees,a spiral of smoke rose to meet the sky.The house within the grove was burning fiercely;its glow could be seen by us on higher ground,but not by those on…
