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Sunday, November 26, 2006
Staring into clear glass,
lost in rumination
Seeing the plane making it's final descent,
reaching it's final destination.
I look back into that cold reflection,
devoid of meaning it stares back
My thoughts are a tangle,
unfathomable as the sky that is jet black.
The eyes speak of no love,
the heart answers no questions
The ears plead for an answer,
the mind craves pacification.
Confusion, panic, chaos, calamity, cataclysm
Life lacks colour
the bars rain down to build my asylum.
Cheery voices echo down the stairs,
christmas lingers in the air
Yet i sit in the darkness,
drowning to the reverberations of my despair.
The chorus of carols tickle my ears,
hope and happiness in every syllable
I sit bemused,
piecing the detritus of my thoughts like a big jigsaw puzzle.
A walk away from my cold reflection,
farewell to the staircase
Journey to a bridge,
where solitude descents beyond the city's haste
The chill of a passing breeze,
the sound of traffic, the boom of a plane
The train of thoughts speed past,
memories rain.
Missing pieces...empty spaces,
the void steals the limelight
Search as I may,
the answers never see the light.
I stand up and walk away,
leaving the unanswered to time
Life goes on, and i've learnt,
life and fair... does not rhyme.
Mumbled @ {11:53 PM}
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