The Search

I cling like ivy my dear friend
For I do wander aimlessly
And although I forever tend
To end that which I grasp in hand
My heart simply strives to send
This fear of piercing emptiness

The void echoes
Like a demon who bellows…

“No man has ever filled the abyss
Nor the warmth and love of a mothers kiss
Fling yourself into nature’s embrace
In which your body will be encased
Desire less in a quiet mind
No need to wander furthermore”

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Fling yourself into nature's embrace
In which your body will be encased.
Nice write

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

Your discovery and exploration of the theme is very fine. It was a pleasing read:

1. No man has ever filled the abyss- Nor the warmth and love of a mothers kiss