Stillness

stuck in dry and dream less slumber,

walking, waking, adrift in the night.

weary of this heart i wander,

the mind is longing to escape it all.

dark seas with no horizon.

forests bare without a sound.

whispers of my name are calling,

no man nor woman around.

desparate calls,

noise unending,

deafening maddness,

but a familiar sound.

Comments

[Jing]

Hi Meitot! I blogged. And hopped. And it took me here. You havent been writing much. And I heard youre busy with "someone" these days.... ahem..lola's hungry for sum stories sweetie. Hope to catch you soon.
mwah!
oh, check-out my site if you have time: http://siyoktong.blogspot.com

[Joe]

Oh yes! Did you just see me do those cartwheels? The poetry! I love it... Orgasmic, i tell you ^_^' Word up!