Days of our lives

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Days of our lives

We spend our lives from solstice to solstice,

creatures caught in a trap hidden by darkness

stuck in a wheel of fortune spinning in no direction 

in its endless circles we lose our way.

Despair prevents our souls from healing

all through the solitude of night.


We spend our days like it’s forever night

concealing grief from solstice to solstice,

no hand reaches out in gracious healing.

Moonbeams try in vain to pierce the darkness,

 we stumble through a forest losing our way

Like hound dogs running in blind direction.


Heaven has closed all roads that lead to its direction,

so we slumber dreamless, awake through the night,

 hugging pain the comfort pillow life brings our way.

Our hurts multiply with each passing solstice,

our days strewn with muck and darkness

in stubborn silence we cast aside light’s healing.


Storms cannot quench earth’s thirst for healing,

Sounds of thunder and lightning beat in all direction.

We sink deeper in a crimson sea of darkness,

struggling under the waves all through the night. 

Rain pellets overshadow light in summer solstice

turning into rivulets of water to flood the way.


We stare in apathy at disasters that come our way,

they only aggravate our wounds beyond healing.

we bother not to survive in winter solstice,

as flotsam pieces of our lives scatter in no direction.

We lose our strength and surrender to the night,

under an ominous sky masking the eve of darkness.


We moan and beat the air in the invisible darkness,

feeling no urge to find our feet as we fall on our way.

All the world is foggy and detached as the night,

Ugliness abounds and searches not for healing

We lose step with life’s senseless direction.

while the stakes cut deeper from solstice to solstice.


Each coming solstice may usher more darkness

we need direction to guide us on our way

 bring healing to our hearts in the hollow of night.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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  1. Date: 7/3/2015 6:14:00 PM
    A powerfully emotive work nicely composed!

    Costales Avatar Josefina Costales
    Date: 7/3/2015 8:07:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks for being the 1st to comment, appreciate your response. (I read your bio - it's so full of meaningful insights to life and writing)