Floating in the sea of helplessness
Among the biterness of nothingness
Within the routines and faces touched by sadness
Carried away in the fate’s darkness
Pondering over world’s unfairness
Searching for the promised brightness
And the unlikely happiness
Hoping for some kind of loneliness
But you’re never alone in your human weakness
The minutes run away into nothingness
You’re left with less and less time before death, drowning deeper into hopelessness
When a thunder broke the sunny day in half,
I was dreaming with my eyes fixed on the empty sky.
Oh, was it empty when I’ve fallen asleep,
Now dark carpet covered it.
The anxiety came with the colour of deep blue,
My dreams clouded with nightmarish glow,
The depth of the soul uncovered sharply,
Found myself begging for mercy of the black king
‘Oh Lord, bring back the sweetness of a thought!’
My dream – a nightmare,
Emptiness filled with pain
Of a heart longing for answers,
For questions not to remain.
Suddenly the wind blew taking a page away.
The page of the book of life danced its way to the grave.
In the muddy puddle the words were lost,
Never to be rediscovered,
Never to be written again.
‘Oh, dear Lord, is that what I was heading for?’
Still no secrets uncovered,
I’m standing in the middle of a storm.
Leaving the world with a smile on his face
Flew the spirit on the chilly winter’s embrace
‘Goodbye my tricky life
Go on with your unexpected dive
The space is waiting with its mysteries
So many roads to choose with no limits’
He knew the sweetness of blossoming trees,
The kisses of love, the pleasure he would miss
But the joys of the Earth were not enough
He wanted so much more to discover on his path
What he did – a lunacy, that’s what they called it
A mourning crowd was an illusion in not that little bit
The emptiness he did not feel anymore
When he realised he had it all in his hands, his proper lore
He left his cat, the rain and depressing fall
And then he announced, ‘’tis my final call’
In the town of silence
In the night of brightness
Dreams don’t come
In the sea of nothingness
In the pool of wisdom
Diving yet – reluctantly
In the cup of reveries
In the song of madness
Looking for one leaf
In the birth of memories
In the jungle of adventures
Breathing in the sea
In the closure of my eyes
In exposure of my thoughts
I’ve found what I will be
I’d like to thank a lot for the following award in the Thursday Poets Rally:
For this week I nominate deadpoet88.