Sleeping Sun February 20, 2008
Posted by sauvik in poetry.Tags: memories, random thoughts, seperation
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Into the sleeping sun,
Of a parabolic freedom,
I want to escape.
to the woods.
to the silence,
where words kill.
Into the melancholic evening,
of an enthralling beauty,
I want to break free.
from the boundations.
from the death and hush,
where you can’t say what you want.
Into the utopia of my dreams,
Of an euthnasic way to awakening,
I want to lie forever.
in the laps of the angel.
in the greens of my past,
where deceptions stop.
Into the night stretched to eternity,
Of an enchanted star studed sky,
I want to steal the world.
to keep them to myself.
to let them live with me,
where separation never comes.
You know
who you are, and you're pretty darn comfortable
with yourself.Like everyone, you struggle with
the parts of yourself that aren't so great...But
you're good at accepting who you are and not
dwelling on your faults. As a result, you're confident,
optimistic, and very real.
Beautiful! I like the flow, and the charming manner in which you have expressed your thoughts.
hey vasudha .. that was a spate of comments form ye .. thanks .. not accuastomed to see so many under one breath .. anywayz … love dur words …
You are welcome… I like reading your blog - you write wonderful stuff.
‘The Catcher in the Rye’ is an excellent read. Very perceptive.
u flatter me .. But here’s a modest thanks from me… i like ur comments too..:))
dp