My heart and I wander aimlessly

As inspired by HT's painting, titled My heart and I wander namelessly

My heart and I wander aimlessly

on these long grey winter nights.

Beggars on street corners

arms stretched out in plight.

Eagerly imploring passerbys

to take note of a humble plead.

Crying out, oh Sir, Miss, show me

a small kindness, I am in such need.

With hands soiled by the grit of life

I cling to this precious treasure.

Swaddled in a fraying silken shall,

desperately seeking a pleasure,

blemished in emotional scare tissues,

throbbing to an angstful beat -- 

my heart

      and I wander aimlessly,

         namelessly through the night.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

There is something so mystical in your words, the sense of a soul seeking light in the darkest places. You spoke of the painting, and it felt to me like a canvas colored in deeper, cooler colors. Beautifully painful.

[thetish]

Indeed the painting is full of dark colors and shadows, where one could aimlessly stray. Thanks for stopping by. I really treasure your input!