Starlit Knowings
Monday, March 07, 2016
7:08 AM
As the Paperboat Trails,
On Dark Waters
Where To was the question
On The Journey Home.
For I have been,
In the Land of Things To Write
Standing Alone in the midst
Of Shadows and Us.
Whoops and loops and OPPS...
Crazy Me
Fell for You,
Someone almost Mannequin Like,
Thinking I had no heart like himself.
Ohh but The shivers he gave me,
And corny outcries,
From Funny One-liners.
But Verses of Time
Said otherwise
Fleeting glances, Seething glances
That's all there was to it.
Whispers of the Dark,
Seem like Ramblings of the Unknown
I felt the Shyness,
In the Quivering Shards of Life
Bounding away, Flustered,
My trot to A Riding Song,
I had A funny Thought
What if I die,
In The First Shower,
Of Scribbles and Dribbles
Tinkling on,
Neither Here or There..
And I wonder
Why Life's Circle,
And its Shimmering Aeons
Keep me Wandering...
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
