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Sitting on top of the mountain
I was exclaiming  at the beauty
of a sunset I wouldn't want a life 
without nature in it.

Now as I age I face far greater 
limitations,
I felt so many varieties 
of emptiness lately.
 I need to block the 
meaningful communication, 
and be willing to become 
transformed to ignore 
what my ego is saying, 
and listen to my soul.

I have but one dream
that's my family, 
one heart that's me in them
 with them no matter
 wherever they are,
 near or far we will reach
 that star, we will spend 
much time as a family,
it never happened .

My life is sad although 
I did nothing that bad 
to deserve to live, 
as lonesome as it can get.
I yearn to live a life 
where all is bright 
and everything is alright
before losing my insight. 

That is why unfortunately 
my choices and options 
became more limited.
Living in the past
I had to learn how to live 
my life with those restrictions,
imposed on me due to our 
financial circumstances,
because of the sixteen years
of war in our country.

My heart is homeless
escaped to lay on a pavement, 
beg a passer by offer a tissue 
to wipe away the unspoken,
 that was hiding in me
 for years.
 
Oh! twister, whirl me strongly 
towards spring showers,
wet my brain with a drop
of water to surface intact,
accept that my loneliness 
is doomed. 
     Alone I am. 

Therese Bacha
14 September
     2014       Contest for PD. A poem never put in a contest before.

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