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An empty sky and a hollow me
a silent night and that still tree
I look above and memories unwind
little by little they flow over my mind

A persistent pain and curbed desires
a deep dark past and burning fires
all mingle wid the blowing wind
surrounding air feels chilly and dry
feels like a dead soul, not even a sigh

And suddenly as if by a magical string
the winds turn cool and soothing within
the pain still lingers soaring by the night
darkness deepens, dimming all light

But only for a little more while
coz light is powerful and tears apart
all the bitterness of the past
the skies turn red and full of zeal
to embrace a new day and what it reveals

Surroundings afresh but remorse still untouched
the roads are deserted but green and lush
a bright new day is here to stay
dark shadows aside, making a way

As I get up drowsy and dead
sun smiles on me
right above my head
the tree of the night is no more silent
for birds around are chirpy and winds violent

My soul of the night is still hollow
I walk sedately in the silhouette of a girl
that’s not me….

 

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22 responses to this post.

  1. not only are your words just superb and delish, the photography is as well! So happy I found your blog! A new fave!!! πŸ™‚

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  2. mademoiselle,
    That was an awesome poem.
    Kudos.

    Ah just if my poetry was as good as yours πŸ™‚
    Very very well written.

    keep the good job going on

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    • look whose saying…u write extremely well, m to just a learner. and being modest i duly credit all my poems to my balcony which brings alive the poetic soul in me in the night πŸ™‚
      really glad that u liked it πŸ˜€

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  3. beautifully expressed interlaced with beautiful words.

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  4. lovely poem… i can totally relate to it.. keep on writing… πŸ™‚

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  5. Awesome Poem.. πŸ™‚

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  6. Hi! First time here πŸ™‚
    Glad to find such lovely posts.
    You’ve written such intense lines!!
    Hope to have a nice time reading our blog πŸ™‚

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  7. wow, a lovely poem that was.

    My soul of the night is still hollow
    I walk sedately in the silhouette of a girl
    that’s not me….

    beautiful!

    RESTLESS

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  8. Intense and beautiful!!!

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  9. Posted by Iram on November 17, 2010 at 12:58 pm

    This is simply beautiful..Each n every word has a uniqueness.. πŸ™‚
    Keep going.. πŸ™‚

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  10. ……..beautiful……
    tender,poignant….

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  11. Some really beautiful lines..Something which tugs at your heart..!

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  12. Sarah, I’m so glad you visited my blog and I thus found yours. First of all, this poem has an almost mystical quality to it–an emptiness waiting to be filled. You do a great job of creating an “atmosphere” and the photo is a perfect illustration. Next, I love to see people in medicine who are open to the art. I have been a nurse for almost 50 years and strongly believe that our field is an art as much as science. Good luck in your studies.

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