I am everywhere
all the time
trying, clawing, praying
somehow to find
a reveal,
a reason
a recall just why,
when, how, for what matter
what matters anyhow,
how may I create a dialogue
what is a conversation,
what happens when we stop
we realize,
there was this,
a time,
when all of our worlds
mattered.
Have,
I wonder,
have, maybe …
could she even realize
my every waking hour
still responds to
only
her.
Amazed … eternally, so inspired.
We exist in parallels
lives criss-cross
eyes interact
though progress
sometimes stifled
an onlooker
miss the moment
sullen sockets
damp rain gauge
the reality of time
less offensive
least observed.
Walk right by
a sunny day
the view
rampant normalcy
though the truth
the cry is why
we cannot believe
this story
meets an end
rather the pages
refuse to turn.
Next time
a certain light
cast a shadow
beyond his
enigma
look closer
look inside
the frailty of
composure
a tremulous pattern
of quiet memory
thought forgotten
always here.
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Dare to Dream. Live to Love.
Poetry and Prose by Ana Daksina
COLLECTED THOUGHTS UNFOLDED
NATALIA'S SPACE
A dark spill of worlds and words
How to organize an unbelievable marriage
Rhymes and Reasons
© Scott F Savage
Secrets, Betrayal, Romance & Love, combined are the pieces of me
Drop The Guilt and Humanize
Writing & Image
Can you prove to me that you exist?
Book Reviews and Writing Tips
The Mystery, Motivation and Mastery of Life
we are fish that play in a sea of light
Let your soul burn a flame in this world. Be damned to make a difference. ~ Jenna Noel~
"...Then you stand still and I'll show you me like you never knew." I love to lose myself in words and hope that someone else will discover those words and in a way discover me, the me I keep hidden from the world. (Oh yeah, the first part of that is a song lyric from my favorite songwriter/musician. Crediting him would probably give away my identity.
"If through delight in the beauty of these things men assumed them to be gods, let them know how much better than these is their Lord, for the author of beauty created them" Wisdom of Solomon 13:3
