SolitudeThe rain is falling,
gently and softly.
The sounds of nature,
creating music of its own uniqueness.
What have I missed?
Love?
Happiness?Laughter?Harmony?What have I really missed?
The rain is now pouring,
hard and loud.
Thunderous.
Angry.
I wandered on,
Through the moments of solitude.
Staring up to the dark sky,
I wondered.
How did I end up like this?
When will this solitude end?
When will I allow myself to love again?
I hate being alone.
I don't want to be alone...
But...
A second chance seems so far away...
So, so far away...
There's no turning back to the past,
No chance for amendments.
The rain is ebbing...
It is falling gently and softly again.
And the sounds of nature fades away.
The sky brightens, but my heart does not.
Stoned, my heart is now,
And I shall move on... Deeper.
Is this solitude?
No.
I am merely free...
Penned on 25th May, 2006.
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