I will escape into solitude to meditate
my mind's engine has stopped
I want to empty it to move on
how do I generate a ghost,
any ghost, who makes me forget
torn, broke, I trudge deeper into the jungle
yes, I laugh aloud at my dare
my veins stand out but I am no longer torn
once I find the way, I will hit the sack
while you have a gruesome feast
with everything ghoulish
I know I irritate you all the time
with my enigmatic smile
"my parlor is the abode of a stray,
and you know,
you can't get away any longer"
13 comments:
my mind's engine has stopped
I want to empty it to move on
The mind is often a web of thoughts in which we get tangled. Excellent write :)
Lots of love,
Sanaa
The separation never can be without pain even if it's needed...
sometimes we need to be by ourselves and meditate to recharge.
I know well the mind going round and round with its thoughts, and how we long for some peace. You captured it so well here.
The idea of emptying the mind in order to move on.....so very aptly described.
Some thoughts to relish!
LoVe that last stanza
No matter how close we think we are to each other there is always a distance, a stranger in one of us that emerges once in a while.
I made a deal with my spiders. They stay away from my physical being and I will let them go about their business unharmed. So far, it's working quite well, love your weaving of this thought provoking web,
Elizabeth
great dark elements...
Well... you covered that well :-)
ZQ
Time to start again. A moody piece indeed.
Taking the time to reset is good, but cleaning out the cobwebs isn't always easy.
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