The light blue lamp that lights my way
The box art temple painting that averts my fears
The awe struck bonsai tree, containing my dreams, passions and desires
The fallen pillow of solitude protecting my mind from doubt
The sacred left side of my magnificent melancholy alerts me to my own presence
I am here, alive and enthralled with exuberance
Where have I been and where will I go?
The milkshake glass standing tall
The after-taste of the lemon juice enthrals me
What nature does this emotion contain?
What more could it do?
Or be
Or not
Find beauty everywhere, please I implore you
You will not regret my thoughts
As I do not regret you and yours
Farewell angel of mine
I go on now, with you, as always, in my heart.
- Author: Poetinthebackroom ( Offline)
- Published: October 28th, 2010 13:05
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 32
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