~ My Mourning HatA Poem by~ Smoky Mourning Hat~ My Mourning Hat
It so happens often when I think I was there on the day of luck A immense feeling you’re almost there The perfect experience heading through All on a journeys due
Walking in the footsteps of the futures you? But entwined in the arms of the darkest roads Not realizing or having any clue Yet I do like to believe the good in all And I wished even I could recall The days of joy and proper luck
But thoughts, of me are wrapped up Behind a smoky mourning hat To observe the world by modesty And a fuzzy well covered vision Of reality’s realm, which is still The only place that keeps me silently calm
It so happens when I dwell In thoughts of another ones moment , Not specially wanted But sent for an unsure reason Wakening in a space of not your roots Living by moments of eating their foods Until you take every precious moment Within your acceptance and not be scared For a rich mind vision and are prepared
It so happens, I seek the truth In between all written and spoken But as I’m a product of your soul And you a product of mine maybe We both read with a lot of speculations As we mourn the more we read Deep and deeper in our honesty
~ Elisa Laura © 2013Author's Note
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11 Reviews Added on November 3, 2012 Last Updated on February 22, 2013 Tags: E.L. My Mourning Hat, Smoky thoughts, Reality, Fiction, Thoughts, Truth, Lifes Ponderings Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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