Friday, August 22, 2008

Rhythm..

Jostling. Shoving. Rambling along.
Hot tears. And angry sobs.
Snarling. Biting. Slicing.
A hand clasp here. A hug there.
A split lip. A bared soul.
A bitter word. A warm hug.
A hop and a skip every now and then...
A slashed soul. A soaring spirit.
Holding of hands. And a lingering conversation.
Fierce struggles. And a hot cup of coffee.
Heart wrenching whimpers. And soulful music.
A hop and a skip every now and then...
Ashes of burnt dreams. Footsteps in the mud.
Jingle of windchimes. Amidst volcanic outbursts.
An easy catharsis. A thawing ego.
A breach of trust. An act of betrayal.
A hop and a skip every now and then...
A staircase here. A brick wall there.
A blur. And a rainbow.
A skirmish. Or a war.
Bleeding hearts. And bruised souls.
Broken promises. And dreams realized.
A balmy embrace. A gasp for air.
A fall down the hill. With no direction home.
And a hop and a skip every now and then..

Life and I continue to be friends..

Inspired by this

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Attagal! Don't you be morbid now, like your silly inspiration. :0)

Mira's mom said...

Hey, this was lovely Piper! Hoping life and you become the best of friends as time goes by....:-)

D said...

Lovely! Such is life, isn't it? Keep writing.

Fictional Desi said...

delighted to find your blog
enjoying a browse through the archives
lots of food for thought
and inspiration

Piper .. said...

OJ: I think I mustve sent that post of yours,to a million people! Its a masterpiece. Really :)

M`s Mom: Thank you. I`m hoping the same too :-))

D: Such is my life, yes :-)) And I wonder if its the same for most..

FD: how did you find my blog..just curious! Keep reading :)

Mystic Margarita said...

Lovely. Stay friends with life forever! :)