Irony surrounds everything, it is everywhere. It is in a drop just from the sky warm yet cooling. It is in the moonlight Sweet yet maddening. Let us delve into the black and the whites of life and celebrate the grays too.
The black the white the gray of life
Monday, September 27, 2010
NEVER LOST
painting:The Edge of Tranquillity’ by Nick Gerolemou
Murky,dodged uncouth,
misty,mysterious not clearing way.
Unrevealed, reluctant its stay.
My vision battles, I refuse to stray.
The evil fog succumbs then.
Revealing a path, my knees creak,
I start to pace , ears tweak.
I quick turn, just the squirrel scurrying
Reaching branches,resident birds in ruffling sleep.
Fog unveils an unwinding path,
Thudding my temples, thumping heart.
The sight exhilarates some strength starts to grow,
Hypnotizing me the labyrinth calls,
Come not wait, surprises land never straight.
Lost feeling disappearing with the fog,
Stunned i just move on.
What lies ahead i know not.
I know , I have found my journey to embark on.
Never again will i be lost
never again will i be lost
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Beautifully poignant description...luvd it...! da belief at the end is heartening...! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks man,Its that painting, it is so enchanting that it actually takes you to that path and then you start living it. :)
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