Friday, February 17, 2012

Unfamiliar guest

Silence to storm...
All prepared for change...
No more days, no more hours, no mercy -
Only worrying birds...
Flying lower to earth.

Dense solitude...
Sticky boredom of "know"...
What has dreamed of about hasn't come true -
Uncover the tavern of soul...
Unfamiliar guest enters there.

Praises're bestowed...
While he's raising the sight...
Ask strong wine, sing the song with guitar -
Melting my truth about...
The advantage of being alone.

Yet the whistling wind's heard...
My guest's playing guitar...
He is pulling the string of my heart -
And his fingers are moving...
With music crescendo so freely...

Unfamiliar guest...
Understand - we're apart...
I am remedy from solitude of your dreams -
Companion on the way...
By the fork of the roads.

4 comments:

  1. An amazing and wonderful poem! (Your animus, I wonder?)

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  2. Wow! Heart strings and remedies for loneliness ... a wonderful stranger and change.

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