They all moved on
I stayed behind
In dusty bylanes of my mind
Holding fast
To fading memories
Of us
And all our yesterdays...
They slipped away
Against my will
Disappearing fast
Past yonder hill
And still I lingered
In the afterglow
Of us
And all our yesterdays...
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
That essential question
Swing crazy
Between extremes
Torrid high
Despondent low
And in between
There lay
A 'Why?'
The Answer to which
We couldn't
Know
Along the edges
Of its
Steep ascent
We rose unfettered,
Our shackled wills
Were innocence...
Wrapped in a hurricane,
Driving us Forth
Holding us still.
And we swung
Between
Crazy extremes
Torrid high
Despondent low
Hopelessly distant
Scaldingly close
Have we been neither
...or have we been both.
Between extremes
Torrid high
Despondent low
And in between
There lay
A 'Why?'
The Answer to which
We couldn't
Know
Along the edges
Of its
Steep ascent
We rose unfettered,
Our shackled wills
Were innocence...
Wrapped in a hurricane,
Driving us Forth
Holding us still.
And we swung
Between
Crazy extremes
Torrid high
Despondent low
Hopelessly distant
Scaldingly close
Have we been neither
...or have we been both.
Friday, October 26, 2007
...
Who are you
That haunts my dreams
And hides within
My shadows...
That wanders in
My yesterdays,
Keeps me
From my tomorrows...
That haunts my dreams
And hides within
My shadows...
That wanders in
My yesterdays,
Keeps me
From my tomorrows...
Friday, September 14, 2007
My Insomniac
Trudging through the light of day
Half awake and unaware
Waiting for the night to come
And cloak him in its soothing folds
Of solitary darkness...
He'll walk past, but you will not see
The man that he once used to be
You'll see him come, then watch him go
My maddened lost insomniac.
What troubles him he will not say
Events from an ancient age
Things he says you must remember
'They happened only yesterday'
In his ancient language- long forgotten
He'll tell you truths you'll never know
You'll see him come, then watch him go,
My maddened lost insomniac...
Half awake and unaware
Waiting for the night to come
And cloak him in its soothing folds
Of solitary darkness...
He'll walk past, but you will not see
The man that he once used to be
You'll see him come, then watch him go
My maddened lost insomniac.
What troubles him he will not say
Events from an ancient age
Things he says you must remember
'They happened only yesterday'
In his ancient language- long forgotten
He'll tell you truths you'll never know
You'll see him come, then watch him go,
My maddened lost insomniac...
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