On Silence

This is another ominous poem-set, which came to me a Sunday afternoon...

1.

Listen to the silence

search in the dark

look without looking

search with no cause

2.

The one who leaves no trace

will come again in the dark

he who of silence speaks

and for who silence is speech

3.

What would you do

if the world were to end?

When the guy on T.V. said

 there were no more matters to tend?

4.

The silence of the night

the sounds of the day

We see with the light of day

and in its absence feel during the night 

On the Night

So, this is a series of poems that I wrote along the same lines in the same week or so... They consist of one stanza with four lines each.

1.

I live for the darkness

I live for the light

Although I love the sun

My heart is to the night

2.

When everything is asleep

in the middle of the night

there will come a knocking

'twill be the stranger who none may fight

3.

When silence whispers

When from the darkness comes a shine

at the door'll come a knocking

the knocking that ends our time

Alone

My stream of thought comes best when I'm feeling down...

I am alone, alone, maybe I could better describe it as feeling lonely...
I dream about meeting someone, someone to whom I may pour my heart out, tell her about my worries, troubles, dreams.
I want someone I can make smile, and laugh; to stroke her hair and look into her eyes and feel whole, if only for an instant...
I imagine myself listening to her worries, troubles, dreams...
A shoulder to cry on and a someone to laugh with.

But hope is waning and I grow old. The moment to feel is now, time will not wait for me, and apparently neither will I. Dying every day, I revive the next morning less alive than I was the day before. Everyday I search, and everyday I return empty handed to lie on my bed...

The Land of Shadow

The inspiration to this poem came when I finished reading The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien for the first time...

Away, away, you shall go away

as light as evening may

away, away, you shall go away,

away to the land of shadow

Gone, gone, you have gone,

like the beauty of a precious song,

gone, gone, you have gone,

gone to the land of shadow

Lost, lost, you are forever lost,

like the leaves of the passing fall,

lost, lost, you are forever lost,

lost in the land of shadow

A Warm Hello

Hi, 

I greet warmly anyone who might read this, if anyone. I'll keep introductions short and to the point. I want to write down my thoughts and feelings down somewhere as anonymously as I can, and this seems like a good medium. If you enjoy what you read, please stay. I will write poems, monologues, and maybe even a couple of short stories. If you don't like what you read you are welcome to leave silently, and make a mental note not to click on any website with the address of this blog, or simply don't type it in. 

Enjoy