A day so lonesome
To
a night full of fear
Itīs 8
Iīve just woken
up
Through my window
Out to a heavenly sky
I want to look at
With a
piece of hope
Itīs 9
Been writing and
re-reading
What a nice day I hope it to be
With the bird
accompanying
The song I sing called "oh dear"
I feel like, much like home
today
Itīs 10
In the balcony of
my home
Gazing into the mistiness
At the road you will walk
I still
feel excited for that;
You will soon come here
Itīs 11
For I understood I
couldnīt
Help waiting, getting bored
I now choose to get some
sleep
Then will I wake and be for it up
DREAM
Is it one more thing
that I now see
That will fade away leaving me
In curiousity
amid many answers
Making me wonder if Iīll ever be;
One
noticed for his wisdom & love
For being so kind as to be
beloved
Strolling on the grass
of 7th heavens
Closer and yet more to a garden full
Of
wonders and tenderness & purity
A flower I see
blossoming beauty
Frightening the fear, loving the lovers
Cursing the cursed and ingesting me
Using me up & seemingly to
never
Let me out of itself to see the marvels
Being so
slowly created by no divinity
By the power only a love may
upraise
In dreams you have to
accept it as is
Whatever you do everything is yours
Excitement, wishes but as well the fear
Now mine is coming my way
confidently
A vibration is being
felt by all of us now
Beings of good have all disappeared
To
withstand the evilīs ill existence
I must have been chosen not being
asked
Skies are turning gray
as never seen
Thunders beginning to rule everywhere
Raindrops are now washing with hate
Iīd have no time to regret if I
escape !
Casting a prayer is
complete non-sense
With no one to hear my voice through
The
good is now stilled absolutely mute
The bad famished for some more
blood
Ear-tearing voice of
the evil echoes behind,
The one being heard, sounding to be
nice;
One says "to get you Iīve come" as the other
Claims
"no, just to show you the way to go !"
If only I had someone
to back me up
Then it would be a matter of seconds
To
withdraw the sword of godīs justice
And point it, in faith, at this
one weakling
Proclaim the absolute rule of all the
good
Here it still
approaches bearing witness
To my miserity, to cowardice of
mine
The face seems to be
of innocence
Yet, it is to know what lies inside
Cloaking
under the mask of beauty
Hatred is yet the same hatred !
And
the purpose, the same purpose
Kneeling down in front
of it I whisper
Confessing the sad downfall of all good
"Let
me be off, do not, not enslave me"
"A life awaits, wonders to
discover,
Yet to have laughters, achievements
Yet to see
places, people and miracles
Yet to say words, "hi"īs and
"goodbyes"
With that thing Iīd experienced before
That very
fear of deathīs diverse being,
I now beg my own angel of death
to...
Pass-by and to simply forget about me
As one yet never
been in love I donīt !
"No I donīt, I donīt... please, let me
be"
Itīs 14:30
I jumped out of
the bed in fear
After having washed my face
Even colder it feels
now...
Iīm trembling in the know of
The longest night alone,
somber
That I will have it, not knowing
Neither what to do nor to
wish
Maybe itīs to embrace someone
Tightly, firmly, to never let
go
Maybe I then will feel a bit safer.
Itīs 15
Just hung up the
telephone
Just learned youīd not come
In despair, wiping that
one
Pearly tear off my face now
I realize, to beautify a day
I had
nothing but a lesson
Given by you so very heartily
Itīs 23
Time to enter the
darkness
Of night and fears again,
And that is so unfortunate
I will
soon have to be facing
My very self, quaint being.
I doubt that Iīll see a
dream
With you adorning my night.
"Once of fears and the dark"
I doubt
whether Iīll say that
Of the dreams I see, nights I have
"A day so
lonesome" it has been
Again the same things admitted,
Again the same
emotions felt.
Tomorrow I just want to meet,
Talk to you for long, as it
gets...
-End of poem-
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2000
The Nomad Soul