As we are having so much fun with collaborations…Here is the next one…This will also be open for one week, so till next Sunday. Please place your contribution in the comment section and I will add it as they come. As always I will put the contributor’s name in the same colour as their contribution at the end of the piece and in the same order. Hope everyone has fun with this one like they had with the last one! 🙂 Again if you wish to use it as a separate prompt you can do so as well, just add the link of this page. I will only take contributions added in the comment section. Thank you! 🙂
I land on my forgotten dreams,
from the lost window of my mind,
as they drift away to far off places,
leaving no traces behind…
Trying to remember what I’ve forgot
To forgot what I remember
My mind plays with me
Or is it other way around?
Scared, I turn to my heart
My heart has no need to play with words
Thoughts and images
I ask a question not needed to be asked
Pulsing it soothes me with the primeval song
And I know
I know my dream.
I return here
for a moment
to this mysterious place
that for so long seemed
so far away
I have been waiting for you
Succumbing to the pain
I look through the window pane
For a moment, my thoughts stick on the space between us
Not realizing space is meaningless
We separate ourselves by emotion, culture, experience
Yet are only so far apart as a moment of thought, connecting our spirits
Distance is no match for my memory of you
Your smell, your form, the delicate way you turn your eyes
In my direction, your touch…
And my anticipation of your return shows
In the path I’ve worn, leaving pieces of my heart
On this window sill and the doorstep and the steps between
Oh, how I long to step out
I’ve been locked inside this room for eternity
The fear I know is only in my mind
yet I can’t break free
So I will look out the window of opportunity
and put off my decision
till another day
Move on, move on,
Oh sad and lonely soul.
Your eyes are athirst
For the water in a mirage;
In truth, the jug was never as large
As you recall.
As thus, you’re longing and lingering
For a false love;
For sooth, it was never there at all.
Look ahead, look ahead,
Be careful, lest you fall again,
For the figurine in your dream
Will crack and tumble down,
It will break and scatter on the ground.
Alas, it’s the shards of glass to penetrate your heart
For wanting what was never yours.
Arise, move on, move on,
Oh dreamer of the night.
observing the horizon, with hopeful eyes
awaiting for a New dawn after this tormenting night