the depth of nothingness

abyss.plain.plateau.peak.
Trench.
pitch black.bleak.deep.
the depth of nothingness.
smouldering.melting.
crystals of overwhelming red.
flashes. and a mirage..
a garden in bloom. change and joy.
needles .slivers and shards.
glass.broken.hopeless.
brown.desolate.
a will to escape.and chains.
pulling.insisting.
with pleading eyes.a mirror and a soul.
impatient tugs .
the heart of a mortal.
in its place a stone.
buried long ago.
a ruin.
emotionless ..unfeeling..
and a lock.
the base.
a wretched loneliness.

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Sincere seasons

a pool of mystic blue a parched sky and a pillar of strength changing the old ways of the earth planting new trees feeding.gently moulding. a slab of see-through glass and my Soul to give. I live and exist. You, love. anonymous singers and a sea of gold a tuneless whistle and a graceful bow. interlinked Fingers and curly Hair. the shadow of a Smile. the Eyes of a mystic. countless stars .and a green horizon. one, two or three..the numbers grow. a reed of music. and a jet plane. a quest for the truth. unsullied. a colour so new and pure. old habits DIE.Hard. crossing the threshold of thorns wiping the dust off those roads. a new path.new hopes. warm tingles at the base of a heart. someday it shall be so. painted roads and red alleys. humming the happy blues. an eye ,that nose.. a Red, red rose. And those little Words.. at the Harp.

the shadows of freedom

Sunshines and moonlights and a milky stream the shadows of the morrow go blink blink blink... a pen a paper and a million lines. going one-two one-two ...three three three the raindrops on the window's ledge.. the weeping lilies of the night.. a corkscrew, a knife and a bottle of wine. a litre of water and a careless glance. powdered cheek and a painted nail. tin cans and soldiers all forgotten.. long live this freedom.. that love has begotten.

illusional reality

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