Monday, 24 August 2015

A Lament...........





A lament

The Moonlight kisses him so beautifully
Throwing lightness upon his eyes
Standing below the bridge by the river.
Starlight in his eyes, won't be surprised,
As the boy stares up at his skies,
Feeling, walking in the moonlight...
The delights of such a night the half-lit moon
Whilst the shadows, forebodingly.
Through the old town's ruins, he stood and stared
That velvety darkness engulfing him...
Whispering all around him,
Like a lament...
Some soul trapped amongst the rocks, red dust the ruins...
Whispering amongst the trees that soul lost, so lost
Between the old temple, the gateways trapped
Irrevocably...
As he sits all alone only one thought in his world...
Writing his words...His ambiguous words
Words of yesterday...Yesteryear.
Solitude engulfs him, shadows all around him
Darkness in his mind...
That at one-time lightness lived within
Talking to those shadows, he whispers...
O restless shadows, be at peace won't, you...
For am not about to disturb you, your world!
But to write my words my words, my words of solitude,
Words sang lyrically by that poet that resides within me.

                                By Connie James

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