While Silence Blossoms on my Lips
Date: Wednesday, 1st March 2006 @ 01:52:53 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: eggflipper
While silence blossoms on my lips,
the echos prevade the conscious
like fireflies in our tree.
A search for meaning
giving rise to nothing meaningful,
a disconnect with experience.
Love is the great binding agent
that clings us to today.
Today is the link who perceives the past
and allows for a future.
Yet I perceive nothing before you
except emotional ties to dreams.
The future is hope filled
that the disconnect will be tied
and bonded together with the past
and these reflections of today
we see in the mirrors.
Today is and will be spent
with eyes open.
One day I hope
to see all those fireflies.
Perhaps,
finally,
today is that day.
How do I define my-self
when lost,
and thoughts
are not allowed root.
How does the wolf hunt
when she does not
allow herself to teach.
Self inflicted scars
show no merit,
lead only to that disconnect.
It's hard to see the forest
through all the trees,
and isn't that the problem,
art for art's sake.
Sacrifical torment leads
to no Great Inspiration.
Esoteric astectics cannot
be fully trusted.
Yet with a seasonal change,
firelfies light in my heart
and the path is hinted.
Now is the time
to go back
and realize the future.
One day I hope
to see all the fireflies.
Perhaps, finally,
today is that day.
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