This prose I wrote one day listening to my inner self as I was meditation, and the voice of my soul spoke to my heart, saying this:
I have sliced the seven seas of neglected love
within a mist of remorse—
traveling upon oceans of cries, pushed through by
the winds of unanswered expectations,
fighting through waves of anguish,
crushing down upon me.
Sailing on a ship of disappointment, I've gazed up
at a moon of lies—
'N watched the rays of its shame light up
the many waters of neglect.
Then I reached the land of broken dreams, 'n journeyed
through fields of endless sorrows
Within pastures of pain and suffering, I have ascended a
mountain of forgotten heartbeats—
'N looked towards a horizon of lost memories, as a sun of
shadows rises across a land of hurt—
While descending the other side upon fallen tears, when
hopelessly reaching my final destination:
The land of forgotten souls!
2011 nov 3