Capillaries of undefined emotions,
Versify forth
So truthfully incomplete
Empty immediacy of thought,
Spew from my mindseams
So unequivocally pointless
And from this I withdrew my passions,
From these fallow lands-
I cultivated a heart that will travel a path
Of unending surrender
In this unseen, in these burning orchids,
Tendrils of uncomming tomorrows
Sifting through sorrow to find beauty lying there
Afraid to face a sky filled with grey
Thinking that perhaps-
We are not worth enough to feel hopeless
Misery speaks many languages,
Relaying truths incomprehensible-
To souls untainted by the search for love
My dear enmity engulfs me,
An art of depreciating spirits,
Residing in the last note of hearts lonely echoes
Fulfilling its promise to silence,
The dark feels quiet and deep
Holding secrets of light and sleep
Forever gone within reach of my fingertips
The world tends to end where the past is relived
And the present seems impossible,
Where the seconds feel immense
And the shadows no longer follow you
Knowing nothing-
But solitude devouring time
Leaving behind shreds of the past
A moment that might have been mine
In benevolent skies,
Understanding demise in the midst
Of a parlor in my mind,
Fanciful tides of a murderous ocean
Rising by a moon-
That will never know why I grieve at night
As if it would ever matter-
Why life seems to be the way it feels to me...
Copyright © Juan Antonìo Thomas, 2005
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