All alone I walk in the dungeons
carved inside my mind by misery,
and trails of dried tears run deep,
leaving behind the sultry nights, thinking!
Craving the deceptive self to ignore desolation,
I wander in the deserts where mystery fills the cup. Long walk on the warm sand withered the ego and I nurtured the nature in me.
Gruesome creatures strive to come out, insidious!
I carefully hold on to that distant humming of life, only tuned in with the help of a mystical being that has the touch and make-up of the Creator!
Like the abandoned walls of the fortress,
I lay in the middle of the night, wide awake! Thinking sleep will overcome my distress, sang a lullaby inspired by my fate.
Wanting to walk another lonely mile
I drank until I am no more in pain. But the dungeons are there forever ‘Cause I belong there and it belongs to me! Honorable thoughts on Desolation Terrific poems about Life* Masterful interpretation on Loneliness
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if you and I were walking on a beach, you may prefer being mesmerized by the horizon while I choose to inspect introspectively the foot trails I leave behind!
Butterflies emerge from unraveling cocoons Raising up, flying away like hot air balloons Traveling the world from calm meadows to isolated lagoons Harmonious living with the squirrels and raccoons Soaring above endless ocean until treacherous typhoons Relentless digging uncovered a
On just seeing your face I felt emotions of a new race Into your eyes, I just stared Felt answer for what I need to be cured My heart began to stutter Words have become difficult to utter I think
When I find myself alone and restless.. My feelings come out to play like children taunting me. Loneliness , worry, sadness, anxiety .. I try to ignore them, i accept the emotions, try to work through them. I talk myself
One day on a walk in the park we ran into an arc of the past with a start You ask how many years have passed more than fifty hold fast Looking back at our first a miracle for sure
Version 2 changes On A Walk in The Park One day on a walk in the park we ran into an arc of the past with a start You ask how many years have passed more than fifty hold fast