Friday, March 20, 2009

"Silent Whispers"

As your hand rests within
So does a part of you
Reside within my heart
An inner voice resounds
Yet there is no movement
Your frail body succumbs
For I am here by your side
Cursing myself for not coming sooner
Hundreds of miles away
Your whisper did not reach me
I am starved much the same
Sweat pours from my brow
The taste of salt is upon my lips
My spirit is beaten down
Hunger within restless as it is
Until I rested myself at your side

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved


In my ease, time is of no essence
Yet lost and of no concern
Into the eye of movement
There is no event seemingly gone
Objects pass by swiftly
As do people without focus
Disconnection from the world
Languages untapped heartbeats
Emotions fill the cup
Humanity concealed
With no regrets of dreams
Or the thoughts within
Life has been lived to my ends
Knowing beyond my small world
Though confined I traveled
Over many horizons
Until all that remains
My empty shell

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