The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, you are over there, still peering behind the curtains of your closed window.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, the walls of your room is still getting thicker and higher, echoing the silence of your confinement.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, your wounds are still bleeding sorrow and defeat.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, your tears are still flowing like a murky river.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, your murky river is still watering the trees of your misery and grief.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, you still feel lost amid your familiar roads.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, you are still over there, at the corner of the street, with an immeasurable pain radiating from your eyes.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, your loneliness is still getting worse, and your spiritual isolation castle has become invincible.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me about, the timid moonlight, behind its thick dark clouds, is shyly pointing towards your blocked roads.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, you still harbor hope and a dream about a helping hand.
The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me, your waiting for a helping hand, may take So Long.
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"The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me," that the light of your life will come from your dreams.
"The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me," that light will be with you in reality.
"The silence of the night tells me an old tale, it tells me," with that light freedom will be there for you.
Good words Samer but being a positive person I have added some verses, I hope you don't mind.
Andy
Thank you Andy ! Of course I don't mind at all, and your added verses are so relevant to the main theme.
In fact, I was implicitly trying to focus on the idea that some people waste many years of their life dreaming about a ''helping hand'' or an ''over-supportive'' person who is going to rescue them and get them away from their current misery.
Whereas, in most cases, they should rely on themselves alone, and try earnestly to make their situation more better and more tolerable.
That is why I called this poem, ''lost amid familiar roads'', because keep dreaming about imaginary helpers, away from our personal willpower, can indicate a serious lack of knowledge about the true nature of this world.
Thank you again Andy for your bright positive verses, which are able to be a great source of inspiration for many crushed souls.
Good write Samer.
Thank you so much!
an empathetic write,
although I would imagine that 'old tale' feels very much like a nerve-shatteringly unbearable strain of reality's - 'now': to those doing the suffering...
thanks for sharing a thought provoking read
You've actually pinpointed the underlying meaning behind the phrase'' old tale'', thank you so much for your encouraging words, and for your insightful remark.
I read this thinking it was the words of someone really fixated on the loss of a relationship with the third person. All the way through i was thinking - forget that person and get on with the rest of YOUR life.
But there again I am a positive thinker and would not dwell on something which did not mutually fulfill.
Thank you for your meaningful analytical comment, and for your positive attitude as well.
In fact, I tried my best to express, in an indirect way, the idea of waiting for an imaginary supporter or helper, who can reach out a hand to us or try earnestly to get us out of our current hardships and adversities, In stead of facing some tough reality of this world and do our best to enhance our surrounding circumstances.
That is why I called it ''Lost Amid Familiar Roads'', because waiting for an imaginary helper or supporter, can tell tales about a kind of serious lack of knowledge pertaining to how we should handle our difficult circumstances in more reasonable and practical way.
If you had used 'her' instead of 'you' in the first stanza and subsequently 'the walls of her room' instead of 'your' I think I would have read it and absorbed the message exactly as you describe your intention... be interesting to know what you think of this small suggested change - and any other poet reading this too if that's OK Samer.
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