Drifting Inside Poem by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

I woke so silent in my heart
Craving for something I don’t know what
With unquenchable thirst of the flashing past
To flee from the dry well I could not
Yet drowned with sadness, a tear just drop.

I walked to leave the bed I laid
Begin to scramble the lore I made
But the empty glass of my mind reflects a cave
Deafness surrounds and darkness now lives
The hole of nothingness for the joy that ebbs.

I looked at the mountains from so far away
Never did give a chance to escape the day
Like watching the bubbles falling to me
Catches the eyes of the wonderer’s glee
My lonely heart remained totally empty.

I hooked my feet on the stable chair
And resting my body I could hardly bear
Seems nobody guides me, I’m going nowhere
And my heart’s dream remain unclear
Just betting the cards of the fate to be opened later.

This is the clairvoyant soul of the poor drifter
Has lost the pathways as the rays disappear
Nothing occupies the heart but the consuming fear
The troubled conscience of the ambitious dreamer
Has strayed away but nobody dared to care.

[madero2 May 2011, , Putiao, Sorsogon]