Stark and desolate night beckoned
The lonely eyes receded into tunnels.
The Light brought Shadows, so dark
Scary and creepy, so deep in contrast;
The tunnels were empty, never alight
The Darkness, born in the mind, hid-
Hid them all, the ones haunting the night.
The blood and the gore splashed across,
The eyes were witness, bright yet blind.
The strength to accept had gone amok,
Refusal, denial and mind in a block,
To retreat within, to construct a shield
Away from the world too scary to see,
Away into escape in nothingness, lonely-
The lure of the night, the pull of the mind,
Away from monsters, where I can hide.
N.B. I recently read a book, and read about how people, especially children, withdraw into cocoons after being witnesss to something drastic and terrible, often betrayal, that they cannot reason out, or withstand. They all go into a happy place, their happy place, without the monsters, receding from the real world too tough to bear. To bring them back takes diligence, dedication, love and wonders. G.
very nice
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dark…nd beautiful too…da way you have given voice to the subject is wonderful! luvd it! 🙂
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very deep guria.. nice to read stuffs like this after eons
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i know the feeling and it is terrible!
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very well written Guria… tere isnt much I can say about the theme as such since I havent been through it… but loved the way u wrote it… lovely use of words…
keep them coming…
Cheers!
Tavish
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That was very moving!!
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Again removed a post.
Never mind will read it in google reader.Lol
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