The silence seeps,
Into her eyes.
Blocking the tears.
Stifling the cries.
Of anguish, of guilt,
Of hollowing hurt.
Chafing her person,
Reducing any worth,
Which remained
Of that shell.
Secrets.
Don't ask. Can't tell.
Cruel words lend
Too weak blows,
Compared to the contempt,
Blank faces show.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Soulmate
Inspired by BRIDA-Paulo Coelho.
The light we seek,
Not a momentary spark!
(Of which prophets speak...)
To chase our dark.
Is found in the eyes,
Of that who owns,
For what a heart cries,
Ages past it was loaned:
A halve of our soul!
Union gives pure bliss,
Without, much is amiss.
The purpose of presence,
On Earth,is thus,clear:
Learn life's lessons
While you find the other,
Person who's eyes alight...
And you will be saved,
From the darkest night,
Nothing more you'll crave.
The light we seek,
Not a momentary spark!
(Of which prophets speak...)
To chase our dark.
Is found in the eyes,
Of that who owns,
For what a heart cries,
Ages past it was loaned:
A halve of our soul!
Union gives pure bliss,
Without, much is amiss.
The purpose of presence,
On Earth,is thus,clear:
Learn life's lessons
While you find the other,
Person who's eyes alight...
And you will be saved,
From the darkest night,
Nothing more you'll crave.
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