and this is the first poem i made for school
outside the wind seems to whisper
a prayer to the skies
that one day i’ll come back
before the candle dies
i feel the unseen power
that drives me to my knees
whenever i remember
that my time is near
now curtains are being drawn,
and all the bird have flown
left alone is my bare soul
awaiting to depart
1996.03.01
i went away with night
alone
to be lost among the stars
and the waves of the sea
i went away to forget and
be at peace with myself . .
but you my friend , roused
me from my dream
you made me remember that
life wasn’t kind
that i cannot forget
forever . .
i chose this path believing
i would lose the pain,
but then again perhaps,
i went away with pain alone
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream”
– Edgar Allan Poe
twas solitude i found
in this quiet refuge,
where no woes exist
and pain subsides
and the only sounds that rule
are of birds in flight
and of fallen leaves
crumbling beneath my feet.
here shall i rest
my troubled soul,
and calm my wandering,
confused mind
here in this garden,
this haven of peace…
as the soft wind hugs me,
and lulls me to sleep.