The whereabouts...
My vision is blur yet again,
while i try to gain a sight,
i want to see where i stand,
to see if it's dark or bright....
Being lost in the maze of life,
it's my dreams that now i trust,
to find a way out is what i want,
before my soul bites the dust...
At the behest of my lonely heart,
i try to find the unknown,
i try again to find that spirit,
which years ago i had shown....
I want to know what lies ahead,
but there's no way to find out,
in the confines of the silence within,
like a frightened child i shout....
My vision is blur yet again,
while i try to gain a sight,
i want to see where i stand,
to see if it's dark or bright....
Being lost in the maze of life,
it's my dreams that now i trust,
to find a way out is what i want,
before my soul bites the dust...
At the behest of my lonely heart,
i try to find the unknown,
i try again to find that spirit,
which years ago i had shown....
I want to know what lies ahead,
but there's no way to find out,
in the confines of the silence within,
like a frightened child i shout....
WOW!!!!
ReplyDeleteThis quite frankly is your best work till date. At least in my opinion. You are a freaking artist.
There's none to listen to my cries,
No witness to my eventual demise,
After death, my heroism shall sustain,
As I rest my soul in the Elysian plain
Cheers!!
Most of your poems are revolving around loneliness. I think you need to get yourself a mate and do it fast so that you don't regret being single before you are married.
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