The Silent Weeping

[blueyedlady]

The silent weeping
Is seeping.
Wrapped around my heart
In a thick black shroud.
Like a dark cloud
That darkens the sky.
I find no comfort and
I try to hide.
At night I lay and pray
To make these times just go away.
I fall asleep
But when I wake
I find this plight is still here
For another day I must fight.
I see not an end
And my will is beginning to bend.
And the silent weeping
Continues to seep.

[mnaz]

...wrapped around my heart.... And morning sees a fair amount of equally glorious or in-glorious bullshit, with regularity... Of that I can attest.

[stilltrucking]

silent weeping
wraps around my heart
seeping sleep

I hope your plight takes flight

I liked your poem a lot.
thanks for posting

[lenny]

Liquid emotions cease not their flow until their source is comprehended, transmuted or accepted. Remove yourself, swim to the bank and sit and watch it flow. Listen carefully to the gurgling message. It's always there in a world of duality. Always. Release is the flip side of the coin of imprisonment that now appears to lie that side up. Dare to pick up the coin and flip it - and keep flipping it - until the release side reflects the sunlight. Then walk away and smile again.

lenny

[Ann Bingham]

the battles faught are the battles won. When we stop fighting it is time to worry. Just thoughts.