An old poem that some how survived …
amateurish , raw , needs to be polished around the edge , far from perfect, not even getting there ….
just like me 🙂
I have often wondered how the nights
are coloured brighter than the days
Are these my dreams
that render the horizons ablaze
As I loose myself in the calm around me
I can hear my mind abuzz
As the day sinks in the brown ocean
and the ache mellows in a fuzz
The hopes of tomorrow envelope me
in their warm embrace
The solitude brings me closer to myself
culminating the discovery with a beautiful grace
I wish i had myself all figured out …. have you? Tell me about it!