Sweet Oblivion

Sweet Oblivion

A Poem by Becky
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*sigh*

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This feeling is deep within my bones.
A feeling of longing,
A feeling of calm,
A feeling of hopefulness.
And it stirs my soul.
Arousing it in ways I never knew possible.
The world could swallow me whole right now,
But this feeling will stay with me.
The feeling will stay in each and every one of us.
How can I put this into words.
I close my eyes and I’m flying.
Nothing is out of reach.
My heart’s guiding the way.
I close my eyes,
And I’m there.
Wherever my heart is longing to be.
This feeling wraps me up like a warm blanket.
Embracing me,
Holding me,
Hiding me.
Keeping me safe from the bitter cold.
Something so profound,
I can’t stop the tears falling down my face.
Tears of gratitude.
Tears of joy.
Tears of everything.
This feeling is a powerful message,
And I’m merely the vessel.
A message of hope for the hopeless,
Joy for the joyless,
Warm for the cold.
Spreading it wherever I can.
Sharing it with whomever will partake.
Can you feel it too?
This feeling takes me,
And sees right through me,
And erases me completely,
And I love it.
It radiates out of my pores,
Longing to find the heart of another.
So that some other lucky soul can know this.
It saved this sinking ship,
When no one else could.
It was the dawn to this eternal darkness.
It soothed the raging sea,
And I finally know peace.
I know calm,
And I know serenity.
They all reside in this feeling.
They all reside in this tired heart of mine.
When I never thought I could sleep again,
It was the sweet serenade that lulled me to slumber.

© 2008 Becky


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I love all the contradictions. It's great writing. Thank you.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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