Breezing through the wind
in the late summer afternoon
my eyes hastened to find
the voice;
...
Deep lay the fountain of secrets
buried at the heart
of a withered old tree
sighing in its old age
...
Windows shut tight
my mind hollow,
sealed off from passer-by
though my soul was-
...
Arrival of dawn
fills me with wonder
and there I stood;
so deep in thought I was
...
Long Forgotten
Breezing through the wind
in the late summer afternoon
my eyes hastened to find
the voice;
that sang of joy, laughter,
fun and happiness.
I quickened my pace
to find my twin sister
my sister, my comrade
in the battles I have fought
against my parents
for a new bicycle, a new
doll and on and on
the list is endless..
there she was
lurking behind the doors
to frighten me, a childhood prank!
‘Hope' was long forgotten…
‘colorful memories' I had with her
were meant to be forgotten
until now…
in this summer air
while the angel of
death awaited me
beyond the horizon…..
Wishing you a fruitful poetic journey and a brilliant future. Thanks.