Friday, April 1, 2011

Other Side of Midnight


Other Side of Midnight

the other side of 12 am
I’m waiting on the morning sun
outside
the world is quiet
…that profound sense
of silence
where one feels truly alone …
achingly isolated
… abandoned

but not wanting to be part
of the milling masses
no desires to be
contributing
to noise pollution…
…too often is this world
too noisy…

chaotic noise as voices
scream to be heard…
is anyone
 actually listening
to the  pandemonium
the jumble of words
weeping souls
heart’s breaking
spirits sagging
under the weight of
burdens ….
...the self-realization
that time and passing years
wait for no one...
a life unlived cannot be
reclaimed
a love unreturned
is a heart
unanswered...



…on the other side
of 12 am
I’m waiting on the
morning sun…
I’m alone
with the silence
  the day has not yet
begun…
sharonlee©
1-Apr-11

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