Still, Still is the Night
by Heathyre A Perara
Friday, May 21, 2004
Rated "G" by the Author.
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He coveted my aspirations
Still, he reseves them as his own
He lurked around my happiness
Still provoking unclaimed tears
I found tranquility within his darkness
Still, I dreamt of the light...
I felt the time draw near
Still it hurt just the same
He had the last laugh
Still choking on the victory
I watched as he became meek
Still searching for sympathy
He gazed upon my illumination
As I left toward the morning star.
Still, still is the night.
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| Reviewed by Mr Paton |
5/26/2004 |
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A sad and melancholy tale of unrequited love , and the deep soul searching involved in coming to terms with rejection and abandonment .
Self awareness comes from a number of souces and learning curves in life , the main and most important one being aware of your own inner beauty and essence , and of the Divine Deity who loves us , and is ever close in our lives ....
Just a prayer away.....*S*..... |
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