Possible is it, in this vastness of space full of faces in which accustomed I already am and yet here I am helplessly inadequate to smile or speak. Interpreting every sway of the hips, the movements of the hands, the eyes so deceiving can be rather weary. I looked into those dark brown eyes trying to embrace close to me the last hint of sincerity and genuineness . Something drifted from my side since the very day….I yearned thirstily for the slightest hint of pureness, slightest tinge of innocence glistening along the windowpanes of life. Have they left us isolated in this isle of misery? Have they thoughtlessly left the heart hollow and walked towards their garden of eden?or because paranoid I am , or because I am merely guarding this heart of mine,or because I am all bleed out.
Trembled my lips,those bleak bitter nights. Hands and feet of mine toasty beneath the chunky blue comforter patterned with swirls, yet Jack Frost gave them no rest and blew glacial of wind turning them blue. Thoughts haunted the best of me during witching hours in the dusk of the room. Tossing and turning,specks of tears retrieved, refusing to surrender to defeat.
Walking along the trail, I looked only ahead, I saw only the marker and to the marker was my adventure. Affrayed am I not,and if defeating hungry beasts would be means of survival, I would if I only could but the faint of my heart would only get the better of me. If I could just be a little more rigid,abandon naiveness in a bag and leave them in the forest of the forgone. Maybe then I would be a fighter and not the flimsy butterfly in the grasp of your strong palms crushing me. Walking along the trail, upon reaching my destination I was in ecstasy thus forgot the path home. I fret at the sight of unfamiliar buildings, unfamiliar route, Whipped out my cell and I looked helplessly as though technology-ignorant I became. I had no one in mind. Maybe I thought to myself, I am supposed to learn to be independent But God I asked, But God I said the price to learn this lesson is a price a little too much to pay.Do you not agree?
On the Plateau where I stand,I looked down to the sea of people waltzing to the melody of Blue Danube. On the plateau where I stand, I felt insignificant, lonely, really, like a wall flower blending into the posies growing along the terrace. Lonely among the hundreds,millions of faces who knows my name.Ringing bells of laughter seemed like miles away, Robust pink cheeks and curve upward smile, the welcoming arms seemed like oceans away.Do I have to cross the 7 harsh oceans to see that one who would hold me tight and protect me, or just simply smile at me? I know though, I will know When i see that smile and the glow in the eyes…Just when I see it…Just if I see it….
In my moonlight dream, I danced to the serenade of the sea’s orchestra. I was the princess,who spread joy and suppressed miseries from the Pandora box. In my dream, I was the princess who never cries, and never succumb to sorrow. Give me a pensive, and let me travel along the fringe of time, seeking this moonlight dream of mine where loneliness is a word unknown, and something nonexistent to me.Where fear is not fear, where I am beautiful, where you are here.
Through my eyes, I attempt at my very best to only indulge in the best of a person. Ignorant I am sometimes to things I do not want to see or know. Ignorance is bliss, isn’t that how the saying goes…but you know if Aphrodite cruises along the avenue of roses.She will leave crystals of tears looking down at how beauty can be ruined. Did they not know beauty illuminates from within?
Maybe someone should tell them…..