Complexities

Timeless are the endeavours
As I write a plethora of
Expressive tunes, ones that
Paint vivid pictures of melancholic hues.
This soul which strives to share
With the world, give voice to
The darkness which dwells,
Struggles with emotions that
Rue life’s squalid masses. Break
Free these bonds, I do try!
Misplaced words leave me reeling
As time chokes me, suffocating is
Its grasp upon me. Life, snuffed out
From this vessel to leave only
A crumbling, decrepid shell to rot
In the burning sun upon desert sands.
Is what I seek ureal? Is it a faerie tale,
To find one’s true love? This heart
Struggles with the complexities of
Its corporeal existance. It wants to
Know the healing touch of someone
True to the heart. It wants to know
The gentleness & compassion of
Another soul who speaks not
Of blasphemous condemnation
But of lighthearted tenderness
And kindness.

(c) 2003 A Riddle