Through the Rhythmic Sound of Solitude
Through the rhythmic sound of solitude I travel
The wrought iron door opens wide
To the voice of silence I listen
In search for answers, for truths all sealed inside.
I seek , I dig ... I dig hard and deep , in hope of finding who I am
At last, at last I catch a sight ,a blurry vision of myself.
In a crystal glass mirror , my hetroggyzite twin I see
I remain still ! But not my shadow
My shadow moves unexpectedly.
It moves, It follows patterns that satisfy perceptions
of a starving harvest world
A world of expectations in waiting to be fed.
There I stand, there I kneel, I shout, I scream
I scream with love and hate ,against the drying sweat of tears
against the path, against each lifeline of my faith.
Tears bleed , they bleed for all that's been perceived.
Motionless I lay , knowing I'm anybody 's ,everybody's
but my own . I'm hundred times deceived..
What have I done , What did they make of me ?
A stranger, an unrecognized past,
A new existence without remembrance
Who was I then, Who am I now When will it last ?.
Spring is still here ,but where is the music,Where is my song ?
Summer castles still built,But where are my fantasies,Where is the dream ?
Autumnal leaves fall ,But where are the colours,Where is my fire ?
Winter , Another Winter follows, snowflakes melt once more,
But where is the Christmas tree,Where is the child
Where is the fairy stardust, once glistenening in her eyes ?
Where is my youth , Where is the echo of my laughter ?
Where am I , Who am I ? Where did they take me ?
Vultures, that's who they are . Parastites , that suck on my thought,
Demanding change in a soul that isn't theirs.
Through the rhythmic sound of solitude I travel,
The wrought iron door opens wide
To the voice of silence I listen,
From their ardous inheritance , I hide.
At last , at last I walk unchained ,At last, at last I recall my name
I dance in each season, I run without reason ,
I run free , I run wild , I smile like a child once again .
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015
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