Nestle

finding,knowing,aiming

aimless it is

aimless it was

the lost self wants a shelter

hollow hours

empty eyes

in search of sighing breath

in search of knowing

soliloquy is aching

fragile heart is waning

 spring of youth is withering

nestle beneath

 the throne of the proper lord

maybe the warmth of the light will filter

 through the perishing walls

Reviews

[Mark]

A introspective and sad write about The Search... we all look and some of us find what we search for. It's always different isn't it? Depends on the searcher.

[MsJewel]

This is lovely - sad and yet uplifting at the same time. Wonderful writing my friend

:) Julie

[Baby Ricochet]

I really like this one. It's sad yet quite beautiful.

[Jon Roggie]

I like this. Last stanza bugs me. I see different readings.

[Dr. Wood ?]

negativity gets you nowhere, keep searching, what else is there?

I liked this

[Sami Khalil]

Magical , beauty sublime...:)......................

[Latifa]

thank you Sami for your uplifting review

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)....................

[Jack...]

Latifa, this is beautiful and hopeful. Keep looking, you will find that light shining brighter than ever. Very nicely penned my friend.

[Latifa]

thank you Jack for your encouraging review