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Wednesday, 14 May 2014

One sorrow will be the forgotten

To see the burning eternal soul
Which can not have substance to a new dawn
Over the immeasurable surface the mind wanders
Trying to touch a loving whisper
Robed in it's human hues it did ascend
Wasted to a throw away world
The perishable demon that sits and waits
Caged in sin for it is hope
This was the shadow of the truth I saw
If it were hearts that ever burned
And the fire flooded their eyes
A call so loud that it becomes silent
All passion I face alone
Breathing in pigments of red
Fractured in spaces lifting no pain
Column's of dust mask the shadow
Shifting my thoughts to an ocean in the middle of the street
Flowing like waves,crashing through
Waves of people with out form
Divided in thoughts
Fading into nights shadows
hide myself from the world
For I find peace in darkness
Tasting the wind in hungers steps
Devouring the remnants of discarded sensations
One sorrow will be the forgotten
How can we look away not to see us if hope has faded
Is not giving a gift to ourselves

Can we turn a blind eye


  1. I read this line multiple times: "A call so loud that it becomes silent" -- exquisite!

    1. If only the powers that be would listen Christy