titan7

In spite of Pain. my soul aches.. it cries within. I long for release... a respite, at least! quietly I daydream of days gone by.. those days when the world was softer, life was simpler and problems were distant... my wandering thoughts seek escape.. But disappointment’s dull ache remains ever close by, reminding.. whispering quietly.. that hope is not found here.. I must escape, I must leave.. somewhere.. somewhere far away, the world is peaceful there. where the storms of regrets are distant and life can be simple again.. I must escape.. must fly again.. in my dreams only.. If only.

Soul is stilled Cradled, warm flesh Rocking slow, sweet Vibration in old bones Rhythm rolling off tongues Mesmerizing beats in dusty streets Haunted eyes, towns, hearts Jaded, persuaded by forget-me-nots Lullabies whispered Rock me gentle Move me sweet Rhythm and beat Tunes, lazily winding Bending in breezes Words, rhymes, lies Cooed into ears of children Laughed out by choking poets Dust of broken notes Mortar, pestle Grind out this tune Whittle away unnecessary Blind, bruised, singing Loud and clear Over treetops, dusty lots Mops of golden hair topped by Blue eyes, piercing Truth waters spill over, pale cheek Chil