Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Quest


I feel that something is missing but I don't know what it is. I feel lost. I feel alone, so alone. Maybe I'm missing some friends? Maybe I'm sick of my boss, my job, the atmosphere I work in. Maybe it's all these reasons together.
Suffocation
Dehydration
Dust
Lust
Man quest
Man's chest
I adhere
I cohere
Chains
Stains
Wrapped up
Fallen down
I sleep
Deep sleep
Night
Dark
White eye
Black cat
A little girl's whisper
Flames, wake up
It's just a dream
A fancy dream
Wake up
A green stream
of hopes
of dreams
of fairies
of monkeys
hanging on my chest
tickling my neck
squeezing my arm
Flames, wake up
it's your judgment day.

5 comments:

Ms. Baker said...

:*

You broke my heart.

Powerful and tragic. An elegy for hope...

Jewaira said...

Hope is always there. It must be.

Oranjina fadidra said...

your words are too powerful in weird way that it stuck in my head. wow and her twin sister woooowii

xx

posha said...

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Am talking about Abal7akam..Thanks alot

Feminist™ said...

that was really amazing :)