After a long day of patient after patient I lock the front door,clinic now vacant On toes so sore in high heeled shoes I carry my corpse to the rhythm of blues. I close my eyes , my silence amplifies …
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Farewell
I thought you were my divine call I thought my souls was part of yours Never had I felt such affinity electric, galvanic, mystic chemistry I babied my sacred desire I nurtured my blessed flower cocooned in my parallel …
Abyss
I think that YOU, the giver of my life
Perhaps want to strip me of every illusion
I, the beggar has nothing to beg
I, the achiever has nothing to achieve
I, the fighter has nothing to fight
I, the seducer has no one to seduce
I, the knower knows nothing now
I, the shopper has nothing to shop
I , the lover feels no love
Now that You don’t shine through my lover
Where do I find the fountain of your love
all that is left of me is a vaccuum
That seeks and seeks and seeks
groping for that light that speaks.
I sow a seed of faith in my abyss
and just maybe one day
your love will grow out of it
and fill it to the brim
Till then I have nothing but eyes
for this vacuum
This is where my love will blossom.
Alara
Freedom
If I could perceive the speed of earth under my feet
or the billions of processes within me in every beat
If I could perceive myself in this vast universe so neat
or that nitrogen I inhale is a distant star’s treat.
Instead
I learn about it randomly from some science text
As I am brushing past it, pushing Asher to do his best
Jumping from chore to another, one patient to next
Like a hamster ridiculous on his wheel without rest
But…..
Now it is time to really open my closed eyes
Now it is time to shut my ears from all noise
Now it is time to contemplate and realize
Freedom awaits me if I break my anchored ties.
Alara