Thirst of nightA Poem by Ghiasquared
Eyes open to night painted upon these walls,
The worlds slumber yet uninterrupted, Memories of sleep's dreams fade away, Bits and pieces tugging into slumber once more, Thirst fights against the sirens of dream, Begrudgingly the body complies, The outward world lighting the path, Blurred vision sways the stagger, The elixir of the gods pours into cup, With sounds of splashing waterfalls, With head tilted it is drained quickly, Body rejoices with thirst slaked, The trudging journey back to nights womb, Peace resounds with silence's conversation, Covering with warm wool's protection, Eyes close and dreams consume once more. © 2010 Ghiasquared |
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Added on April 1, 2010 Last Updated on April 1, 2010 AuthorGhiasquaredOcala, FLAboutI'm forty something and have always been a dreamer. Recently I decided to write again and share some of my dreams, realities and nightmares... more..Writing
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