Falling
stumbling
through the darkness
of another sleepless night
emotions seeping into
all I attempt to write
Silence surrounding
solitude abounding
engulfs me where
none is what it seems
passions ride the high wind
Grasping
Clutching
tendrils of the forgotten
await on the precipice
of one conscience thought
Binding
reminding
reality breaks a heart
yet still
passions ride the high wind
tearing me apart
Clutching
touching
the mist of journey's
end
Comments
Dear Chrys
I like how you've structured this piece though the second stanza has a bit deviated than the others. I have to admit though I read it more than twice and still feel there's a lot need to grasp.
Engulf...should it be engulfs or I am missing something?
Shall make sure to see what others have to say.
Rula
should be engulfs thank you
lol I just might reveal the mmeaning when others have commented on it
thank you for taking the time to read
hint: the answer is obvious
Hi lynn, good poem, I only
Hi lynn, good poem, I only think it should be shortened a little by joining some lines together. I think I've said this before...lol.
I take it to mean the isolation you feel during this pandemic. We don't know when it will end. Sad...I've also developed sleep disorders, never had them before.
I'll drop by again. Dare I say "cheer up"?
Gracy
Thanks so much for the visit. When freestyle is written each though has it's own line
lol no has nothing to do with the pandemic
Hint: lets see now , it is about me read deeper into it
Sounds to me...
like there is a need for some companionship. Snow on the roof, but fire in the furnace.. ~ Gee.
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Gee
Perhaps but a little more than that
thanks for the read and trying to guess lol fyi sir gee no snow grey
Teddy
and you are always so generous with your compliments
Gee almost had it
think I will wait just a bit longer
no not my muse my muse is always asleep lol
Rula,Gee,Gracy and Teddy
here is what you were patiently waiting for
stanza 1-selff explanatory
2-empty and alone at the same time the passion for life and living is strong
3-the thought of have I forgotten how to give to another
4-wanting to try but afraid of being hurt again
5-I've given up trying
so there you have the why behind the poem
Teddy
Thank you