All standing in isolation with determination
avoiding anothers gaze as if in a daze
to abide with the jive of the rules
unspoken as not to crack open the divide
that permeates the air
like a bear
claws out
waiting to ensnare his next victim
to separate it from the world it lives in
introducing it to a new dimension
opening its eyes from the disguise
to form a connection to attach
and create a flicker of affection between two strangers
diminishing the dangers that once stood in the midst of pretentiousness
replacing it with a sense of attentive joyfulness
of re-kindeling a spark between two souls
that may have met in the dark
at a moment in history
transforming a bit of their mystery into familiarity
that seeks a bond through forging a memory fond
by blazing past the facade of individual glory and touching the core
embracing the person
reaching in to ignite their flame thats ablaze
instead of focusing on the face that reflects a heart unsure of the expectations
guarded thoughts stewing and remain brewing until a brave soul breaks past the barrier
because of a crave to forgoe the games that we play
dancing around one another afraid to step on some toes
dancing around one another afraid to step on some toes
and play it straight, unlocking the gate that holds back the droves from mingling
and becoming awake acknowledging the link that connects us
to the fate of the people that sorround us
beckoning our minds to resound with thoughts of peace
and astound those around with the simple gesture of smile that can last for miles
no beguile just the real deal, sincere, a move that in a blink of an eye does not disappear
but lingers in the clear open air, exposed, on their lips to express their thoughtfulness
a moment is all it takes to recognize the importance of the lives that stands before us
in isolation and then in valediction as we pierce their soul with a dose of love and
then continue amongst the throngs carrying a piece of what is above
eternal soul, eternal bond,
isolation is a relic of the past that will take more than a blast
to remove from the ancient rubble
of lost eyes, alone, refusing to appeal to their human guise and remaining in aggravation
now a community, alone but together
sharing the pleasure of a clear reality, no more insanity,
of feigning independence
but returning the gaze with a nod of the head
a clear validation of what has been said
You exist.
2 comments:
So, wow! the elucidation of your soul in a pensive moment stretched out - over the One Train tracks - made it above ground 2 the surface and into a form that you can see and package up. that is good poetry: repackaged thoughts shelved into sturdy words and phrases! way to go, my soulful friend! I especially liked the way you ended it - "I exist". It was like a final alarm buzz, the last one before u actually wake up and stop hitting the snooze button :)
Go shorty, it's your birfday!
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