Date: 23.12.2007
Time: 6:45 p.m.
A parted curtain holds the key to many lives
As they walk away, dancing to daylight’s sway
The tide of festive notes that light up shining eyes
But a pair stays glum, when all else is humdrum.
Wiping mist from that window while sitting silently
Contemplating quietude and faith in misery
The ink refuses to flow, bubbles do remain
Dried red raindrops form patterns on the windowpane.
Old companions forsaken by frosted thoughts
Without a single stream, even in a dream
An eerie emptiness puts out those embers bright
As they fade away, slowly with each day.
That young ghost haunts the dwelling bound to yesterdays
More numbness freezes spirit fire in so many ways
Passing through the people walking by in peace
Fragmented heartbeat felt as though on a stifling lease.
Queer and quaint, the portrait lies left incomplete
The lines in disarray, for she won’t paint today
Eyes spell darkness seen through fog and stormy haze
No more words to say, no more words to stay.
End: 7:05 p.m.
7 comments:
loved that line...
"...she wont paint today"
beautifully written and does away with the notion of rhyme being the soul of poetry
brava ragazza!
Words like these make it worth trawling blogs for any kind of sense.
Thanks for such beauty in the morning:)
N
Again I'll have to read a few times.
God, there's a touch of the Bell Jar about you no doubt.
see you in a while.
me likes,me likes! :P
..... sometimes we need the rain to start anew. I think we have to forget about faith, hope, and charity, and a lot more besides- the recipes don't work, it's got to come naturally.... and it will flow, so you have to blurt in bubbles- better art than staid spew. Pain and dark despair is where art, where light is born- from the ashes.
Great line: "That young ghost haunts the dwelling bound to yesterdays"
Yes, you'll break free- the words will come, they always do. There is in fact no way to stop them.
I know you know that.
I just loved the last line.
No more words to say,
No more words to stay
And thus we speak volumes.
i love the way u bring the rhythm without the rhyme.. i cud never do that....
this one is sheer brrilliance... esp the way u ended it... nuthin more need to be said realli....
tcz!
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