Whereabouts of a Wanderer's Soul
When will you step out of your cage
And I will get rid off my shackles
Our star will shine so bright
Boiling emotions will wait for eruption
An explosion
so strong that we will only see each other
the ocean will move
lands will crash
mountains will fall
then we will be happy.
I cannot fathom
how you gather such energy
to loathe as vehemently as you do.
I look around and I see a wounded world –
statues of angels
weeping in the wake
of tragic suffering
hearts weighed against the want
of worthless paper –
the currency of cruelty;
a selfish prayer for salvation.
the Earth is bleeding
and its ocean weep –
do you reall seek
to add to the darkness?
bitter girls; choking
on their own venom –
projecting her own insecurities
upon the innocent.
you only taint the air you breathe.
gray clouds for a black heart
and I pity you
crawling through
those shards of broken beauty –
the realms you ruined –
ruined with your own hands.
SITE STILL UNDER MAKE-OVER 🤘
Artwork by Maine artist Laurie Proctor
Fairfield, Maine
Now I ask myself,
do humans should consider emotions as blessings?
because we can assert, identify and relate with others or
emotions are just freaking emotions which do not have correlation with our human existence
because it makes ourselves complicated? because it makes things complicated?
Emotions, especially negative emotions are destructive in the sense that I lose my sense of own self.
Photo by; Neeraj Parswal
I wish we could sleep tonight despite of everything that we’te going through.
I wish we could all have sweet dreams eventhough we are somehow wrecked and doomed.
We deserve peace.
Even just in our sleep.
Image by: Rajasekharan
