Whispering....
Whisper
Into the night
Thoughts of loneliness
Fresh in the mind
Of an awakened soul from a dream
Endless thoughts sweeping through the mind
Afterthoughts
Of a broken restless heart
Motionless
With the reality that
The true nature of a silent stream
Has flooded the soul
With raging claims
Of one kind
The rhythm
Broken between water reflections
And sadness answers
With passions that fell apart
Now the mind has
Unanswered questions
Of what future there is
For these hearts and souls
Which is the way to look into the deep darkness
How to clear the path
And make it shine again
A new search has begun
To replace feelings and remembrance
Of what once was
And will never be
The sense of touch
Is now only a feeling
To which the soul is left strung out
Within eternity
Lost
As a treasure beneath the ocean
To be searched for by emotions
As you try to revive
Your identity of who you are
What is this lost treasure?
I cannot touch it
Anymore
Yet it is in my grasp
My spirit fell
And begin to realize
It happened like a falling star
That you see out of the corner of your eye
The movement
Is so quick
That it is there and then gone
In the blink of an eye
Left amongst
The spiritual realms
Of a sense which cannot return
The pain is soft and yet so hard
It feels like a dream and yet so real
Why must one fall and feel this pain
Did the heart and soul not tell the mind
The physical implant of a lost Soul
Has Gone through the Changes of past
Into the future of never wanting to return
Yet being pulled like a magnet onto metal
Look to the glass that breaks and can't be replaced
So as to find the answer to the question
Millions of Never ending
Continuous clashes
That meet you on the road of
Everlasting repetitions
Whisper
The name of the soul you have touched
And sense if it is there
What is this path
That has made the once longing
Feelings of trust go away
Did you not see or did the blindness awaken you
Showing what really was there
No thought of
What would lie beneath or above
No hesitation to
Guard your circle of created space
Between reality and fantasy
Let the runoff that has begun
Take shape
To create what will replace
Those inner thoughts
Lost in the next page of blank emotions
You see the words
Yet when you read them they are
Unknown
Why can't you see the Present was set before you
If not for the steps
Taken to avoid a Destruction of
All that is there for you to absorb
You could not Move forward
There is no need to fall into a rage
Of Misunderstood Feelings
Only look into the darkness and don't be afraid
The sense of loneliness is only an Emotion
Not Accepted by The mind
Whisper
And tell your soul
To search for future paths
A reminder of what Life unfolds
If you hear the tingle
On your skin
If you feel that voice
That sings
Look no more
It's me
Whispering
To come in
By Art Sun
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