Bidding Adieu


Life teaches us lessons we never asked for;
people stumble in our days and nights
but once they touch a chord in our heart,
when we're ready for them to be part in our
mission on
earth,
they soar up while we run upon them with open
arms,
and leave behind a recoiling bluish grey
smoke, a
toxic inhalation for fleeting moments of
redemption
and bliss.
We solicit,
but we appeal to none than the damned, the
rotten
and
the inexorable pains and
desolation into which we make an abode...
Caressed by the shadows, fed by the
immolations
for
lost causes, steeled by walkabouts along the
margins
of somnolent riverbanks,
there's no other course, no healthier
direction to
go.

Comments

Anonymous said…
These should be leather bound, gilded, and kept on shelves with other precious tomes. x

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