Thought of the month of
March 2005

« Picking Up The Pieces »

So many have come and gone!
So many souls craving redemption!
So many people awaiting a single caress
To touch their untold thoughts
Through words of castrated affection!

I am one of those in line, I will admit today.
Waiting restlessly for a simple phrase to touch my soul and to elevate my will
So I can, once and for all, jump out of this dray.

I went to sleep smelling fresh roses
And woke to a nightmare of sharpened thorns.
What can one do to deal with life
When life has become overused and worn?

I have found myself in a sickening situation!
I've found out that no Love exists without condition.
I've found that all we have in life is a stipulation.
And I feel tired ... or exhausted should I say ...
... Of her speeches and blaming plays.

So at the end, should I stay or should I be gone?
Will I miss anything if I walked out at dawn?
For I know that what I don't get here today
Is bound to be tomorrow in my way, anyway!

I am not sure what to do!
I feel numbed by her impalpable gates
Rising everyday across our conjugated amity.

So wishing is all that's left here for me.
Wishing of an other dream
Wishing for an other world to be.
Wishing for what's coming and where I will be.

I know I have no say in what's to happen.
I know I have no say in what's to go or stay.
I just wish the world I know
Can once more bless my heart and not stray.