Sunday 18 November 2012

SOLACE

A gentle persuasion a tug of the heart
Pulling me in - tearing me apart
Mixed emotions of a stressful day 
Seeking a moment to keep all at bay
Perplexed at lifes racing madness
Crushed at disdain thoughtlessness
Finding Solace hidden in the burrows
Of fantasized evergreen meadows...

Lost in thought I pleasantly drift
Forbidding anyone to initiate a rift
The desire to simply be is endless
My power of invention limitless
An illusion of fictional whim
Into the world of fantasy I swim
Like a panther cool and sleek
Preying on the young and weak
My imagination knows no bounds
Free from realities confounds...

This place to be all I can
No limits to the measure of man
The air so beautiful and sweet
Inner feeling of being complete
A grand affair in all its stead
Serene and beautifully bred
Places ventured all my own
Visions bordering the unknown
Humming a song out of tune
Leaving this place not so soon...

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