Slient, desolate streets
Miles to walk on, promoses to keep
Death & loss waiting by the door
Breathe, just move on.
Blank, empty spaces,
Shredded hearts, shadowed places,
Promises were meant to be broken
Breathe, just move on.
Long, empty hours
Wavering faith, pointless wars
Can't even remember your own name
Breathe, just move on
Mighty, lonely pride
Stand alone, alone you fight
Questioning your own choices
Breathe, just move on

Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
The Hunt
The beast, quiet as a mouse
Stalks the prey in the night.
When all is dark, he ventures out
To realise his karma.
The rhythm of his paws
Only to be imagined
As he pads through softly .
The moon peeps from behind the clouds
A glint of those razor sharp claws
All is over.
A spectrum of nature.
Till the roar announces his prize
And the night is still again.
Stalks the prey in the night.
When all is dark, he ventures out
To realise his karma.
The rhythm of his paws
Only to be imagined
As he pads through softly .
The moon peeps from behind the clouds
A glint of those razor sharp claws
All is over.
A spectrum of nature.
Till the roar announces his prize
And the night is still again.
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