Alright

Thus it is okay if nothing makes sense at the moment.

I am not lost

I am not found

Not ever crossed

Roving around

Normality is a paved road

I took my own, it was my right

I lost my path, but kept my lode

What was left, it was my fright

 

But see, the silence is real quite

And feel, the noises are bereft

Thus the opposite of all right

Is nothing left

Reviews

[Misery]

A very clever conclusion you did weave into the work.
Wonderful inspiration, dear poet. Keep sharing.

[Patricia]

Thank you very much for that lovely comment!

[Misery]

Surely welcome, dear poet.

[Horizons]

No worries... your poetry always makes sense even to me.
Your put down your emotions on the papers, & the scents of your empty pages go filled with your fragrances as your hand start waving along the pen over its snow-filled castles. And.. when such castles seem to be written with your deepen words, a new poetry comes outta your heart with much insights toward 'silence' - The silence of heartaches/Echoes of hearts. Beautiful write as always. Great job!

[Patricia]

Thank you so much for your lovely(as always) review! I am glad that someone can understand me (at keast I feel like that haha). Either I have a huge write blockade or it just flows. Really weird. Also I wrote this following your technique, Guess it helps :P

[Horizons]

You're welcome.
Glad to know that 'Patricia' loves being in my heart. And.. if you want to know anything related to writing, ask away dear. Oh...btw, how's your story-writing going on? Do you want help? ;P

[Patricia]

haha yes. Well to be honest I didn't really start, because I have a lot to learn and work for school at the moment. But I havn't forgot and I'm looking forward to start:)

[Saddam]

But see, the silence is real quite
And feel, the noises are bereft

Its quite and quiet write. Love this, clean and with a meaning.

[Patricia]

Thank you! I am very happy you enjoyed this:)