I've never posted anything here before and one of my good friends urged me to post a new poem I wrote today.
There’s a milky layer that surrounds us all,
Choking at our very existence.
Distancing us far from one another,
Forcing us to help ourselves and not one another,
Like volcanic lavae many sit,
Awaiting to explode into a new well being,
As we stumble, gasping in the fresh air
We truly begin to open our eyes,
All sensations now seem pure,
Now I truly feel peace,
I look at you, bright and colourful,
And know you are my friend
In another dimension we exist
Oblivious of the grey population
Living in a beautiful world
But too clouded to understand
The last ways of the old are dying
And a new world is being born
Where peace and happiness rule
And sadness becomes folklore.
Thanx, Timzda
There’s a milky layer that surrounds us all,
Choking at our very existence.
Distancing us far from one another,
Forcing us to help ourselves and not one another,
Like volcanic lavae many sit,
Awaiting to explode into a new well being,
As we stumble, gasping in the fresh air
We truly begin to open our eyes,
All sensations now seem pure,
Now I truly feel peace,
I look at you, bright and colourful,
And know you are my friend
In another dimension we exist
Oblivious of the grey population
Living in a beautiful world
But too clouded to understand
The last ways of the old are dying
And a new world is being born
Where peace and happiness rule
And sadness becomes folklore.
Thanx, Timzda
