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Posted by Highhat on August 28, 2011 - 03:58

The silent sunbeams
leave a trail
of memories
from a past
not at ease
with life
but struggling
to keep up
with normality
and sanity
falling short
future dim
present incomprehensible
past chaos
nothing seems right
and it all comes flooding back
the silence
killing happiness
feeling numb
useless and incapable
only to feed off the day
with no rest at night
going from day to day
with no purpose
only fake intentions
no fulfilment
missing the right ones
the suns of love

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Comments

seashore | August 28, 2011 - 08:03

Definitely relate to this one Pia - very well expressed. x

Silver Spun Sand | August 28, 2011 - 12:26

So can I, Pia. You put it well;-)

Tina

Highhat | August 28, 2011 - 12:53

Thank you Coral and Tina

;)Pia

skinner_jennifer | August 28, 2011 - 14:17

A very poignant piece Pia and like coral said,
very well expressed.

Jenny.

Highhat | August 28, 2011 - 17:36

Thanks Jenny for your comment

;)PIa

maggyvaneijk | August 29, 2011 - 07:52

"going from day to day
with no purpose
only fake intentions"

there's a lot of depth to this piece and a soothing rhythm.

Highhat | August 29, 2011 - 15:09

Thanks Maggy

;)Pia

ScoZen | August 30, 2011 - 22:05

Hej HH.
Time I think to slip into the Vesterbro nightlife and seek fulfilment.
Passe pa

Highhat | August 31, 2011 - 03:52

There has just been a shooting in Vesterbro, outside a Mosque- so think I'll stay away. You know ScoZen, at the moment I am living North of Copenhagen near the forest so maybe I should go out into nature and seek fulfillment-!!
Tak
;)Pia

Overthetop1 | September 4, 2011 - 02:47

`Missing the right ones/the Suns of love. Beautiful ending to a really well-expressed, heartfelt poem.

Highhat | September 4, 2011 - 04:55

Thank you very much OTT-just love the praise you are so good at giving..

;)Pia