Tempting illusions




After the sun of the afternoon
and before the sunset
we would speed up
in our steps,
towards the night
of our loneliness.


Leaving the sign of our sadness
that the daytime marked
on our forehead
a sign of our youth,
which was short.

The youth was not permanent
but the grief remains
in our souls.

However my illusions
made the world
much more tempting
to survive every-day!

Quicker to the night
where the joy of the dances
where the effects of the day
would not be seen.



© 2011

12 kommentarer:

Brian Miller said...

there is much more comfort once the sun is gone and the shadows can caress and conceal that which we walk through...

Elizabeth Young said...

This is a poem about survival, and there is deep meaning within each verse I think. I particularly liked: "Leave the sign of our sadness that the daytime marked on our forehead." There's something about the forehead that makes this absolutely tangent.

Sean Vessey said...

"After the sun of the afternoon
and before the sunset
we would speed up
in our steps,
towards the night
of our loneliness."

Great words. Thank you for sharing

poemblaze said...

Beautiful and haunting. Thanks for sharing this.

daydreamertoo.com said...

I agree, beautiful in its sadness.

Jo Bryant said...

etheral - evocative - lovely

kez said...

beautifully written yet so sad ....thank you for sharing

kaysalady said...

This is so meaningful. Your words are eloquent and relative to the heart that weeps.

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

lovely.

welcome join us today.

RpT@ said...

simple yet beautiful,sad yet lovely

S. Sharp said...

I'm so speachless. Thank you everyone. I'm happy that I could make you all feel my sadness trough my humble words.

Thank you again.

S.

jeaniemcbain said...

Lovely words written very well :)

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