Life is the maze I am roaming through,looking for moments lost where time had caressed my being with sweet touches of love.The road ahead is long yet ,and there seems to be myself searching again for a small rest in time where the soul sleeps peacefully.Life is dizzy and bees hum in my dreams .The buzzing drives me to a dull sleep.i deviate from the normal and stop myself just before I topple into som hole where though I see the star I lose my own entity to find myself I know I have to leave behind a lot of things.
It bore your marks!
It smelt like long lost friends I had
It folded its palms to pray
It talked to me all night and slept with me
The thought you made me give birth to?
Remember when we walked over the blue mountains
hand in hand
It bore your mark !
writing at random from the open seams of a pained soul ,I know exactly what I cry for .The way to express pain is always the same,Isnt it??
But we all hide behind our hard bound egos nurturing the hurts and growing cactii for eons till they scrape our heartwalls and protrude out of the flesh killing bits of love everyday.Severed minds ,cut off from reality!How i wish we were in caves.Living moments of blissful empty thoughts.Unending I would perhaps wait long hours for you to come back
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