Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Colouring My World
No need to change my mind - only need
to change my feelings, the light shining
from my eyes colouring my world; in
need of fun, to laugh loud and long
Used to joke about the seven dark nights
of the soul – now I’m living one terribly
long drawn-out night without laughter
in my eyes; where did it all go wrong
Can I win back the fantasies that used to
bolster me making my way through dead
monuments of dried-up documents, I am
bored unto death sitting here
Nothing creative in my day, no-one to share
my sense of the ridiculous, no-one to go out
and play; all oppressed by duty and routine-
please shine the light of fun
Upon me and everyone, this is a form of
spiritual death, physical death would be
so much better - to discover the realms
prophesied by spiritual masters
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