Harder than failure
My deep surrender
How long will this endure
My bliss
By the shore of despair
Empty thoughts drowning me badly
Come, help me repair
This so damaged mind
But nobody cares
Blind
Now I’m near
The storm will somehow disappear
The sun appear
And that light
Will reach my heart
Or die...
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Taking part in Flash Fiction Friday, hosted by G-Man!
21 comments:
How long can Anyone endure bliss?
Ha...I'd love to find out!
Most excellent 55 Dulce..
Beautiful and perfect...
Thank You My Dear for this lovely Gem.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
"Jarto De Tó Esto" said
How long do I have to wait to see the sunrise again?...
I loathe calm... I prefer storms, and I want the pouring rain comes again!
See u.............. or not?
PS: I really love that "noface woman" of your pic.
bliss i would not mind...despair, not so much...what a evocative picture...nice 55.
The artwork is so striking...and the title is perfect. It's hard to go from extreme highs to extreme lows...one seeming to cancel out the other...
This left me sad...I hope the light reaches the heart.
the picture is just breath-taking and is the perfect "partner" for your words...so hope that light will reach your heart..
breaath taking 55
Very evocative words. I love the phrase, "by the shore of despair." Close, but still not drowning. That's a good thing.
A heart-wrenching 55, Dulce... strong stuff!
Surrender is sooo hard, isn't it. To anything, whether it be 'good' or 'bad'.
But I think this is what we must do to allow the light in, otherwise we do feel like we are dying.
Beautiful!
A beautiful treasure, Dulce, the picture and the words creating perfectly the mood.
I eagerly await your work, as a present to myself. Poetry is my favourite medium, so few words conveying so much.
Very deep and soulful piece.
Very well done my friend. Thought provoking. Have a great Friday :)
Your words wrap around the soul like a beautiful silk wrapped leaf, and the poem lingers on the mind like a soft cloud for a pillow. Beautiful and evocative writing. Love the photo/art.
Have a lovely week end --
Joanny
Forget you? Never.
I am still hovering around.. i enjoy reading my Blog list.. there's a good reason why it's still there.
Keep writing beautiful work and dreams from the secret hidings of the heart..
Hugs,
Silver
I 'm seeing the arm of someone reaching for the sun. Knowing the sun will stop the deluge
What a great 55 Dulce
Have a great weekend
Moon hugs
Have a blessed week end!
I posted something today. Good to be back but not sure i can post as often as i would before due to work.
But it's good to be blog walking when i can again..
Hugs,
Silver
come help me repair...
sometimes we need that light to help us out of the darkness.
Fantastic...and that accompanying picture to. A face falling away to fit the movement in the words...
The storm will disappear--they always do. But the sun...why must it 'appear' when it was there all the time?
The warmth, the immensity, the life-giving rays are until the end--when they stop, all else stops. Except Eternity!
Boy, am I sounding philosophical? Or what?
PEACE, Dulce!
Steve
So much said in 55 words, Dulce. Sadly, I haven't been able to endure bliss that long. It just seems to evaporate so quickly!
Dulce...This is so beautifully written. I can feel every emotion with each word....I am too feeling this way right now
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