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| Sunday, February 26, 2006 |
| A Night like These |
by Ming 8/99
a night like these
in absolute darkness
where the silhouette is a mixture
shades of black and gray
outlined by trees
except for the twinkling lights of the fireflies hovering,
faint lights from a fisherman's boat
from the sea
an array of stars studs the deepness of the night
in absolute blackness
a night like these
where the oceans roar to a soothing rhythm
and the cats shrill cry in passion
and the humming of the fan
lures me to sleep
and let me forget my loneliness
for I sit here alone
contemplating about my life
my past, present, and future dreams and schemes
going through the motions of living day by day
feeling and and absorbing life
to it's fullest
welcoming death any second, any moment
ready to confront my maker
when he asks me the question
what have you done?
what am I doing?
I seek strength and light in my solitude
to understand and grasp the meaning of every action
but then again,
I still don't find any answers
and I'm led back into the absolute blackness
and mystery of the deep night
that swallows me
and not a twinkling of light from fireflies,
nor from the fisherman's night raft,
nor the studded magnificence of the star,
give me the light
nor the hope
to understand the riddles of life
the puzzling absolute grayness
of my moods
scratching my soul,
carving open wounds
seeking instant remedies
and short cuts to happiness
happiness
are nights like these,
where the oceans lull me to sleep
and the stillness of the moment
caress my loneliness
and I'm left alone
just me, by myself,
basking into the fullness
and deepness of the night
in absolute blackness |
posted by mingsworld.com @ 10:33 AM  |
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