Thursday 3 July 2014

Unexpected

Talking to my mind,
Thoughts within me,
Conversations I have,
Words I can't see.
Everything so simple,
Yet so bleak,
Array of quietness,
Like an eerie creek.
Fearful long dreams,
Disturb my beauty sleep,
Nightmares and ghosts,
Hovering over lea.
Pounding head and heart,
Trickle of sweaty beads,
Ghastly white face,
Awaken me with a screech!
Soulful of strong words,
With God I plea,
To take me away,
Bless me with peace.
Prayers hard and fast,
Folded arms and knees,
These conversations are quiet,
As quiet my dreams can be.

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