Dawn approaches. My hands are placed firmly over my eyelids, fruitlessly bent on locking out the millions of searching shafts of the rising sun that will soon violently invade the haven of my room through the open window. If I cannot see them, perhaps they do not exist.
Perhaps I can coax the blissful night to keep her dark blanket around this exquisite gloom. Perhaps I can forever break the timeless rota of the loathsome Sun never relenting in making a grandiose entry at my stillest, most tranquil hour. This loathsome dawn...this unforgivable harbinger of yet another painful day...my hands press harder...my eyelids squeeze tighter...perhaps it will go away...this hateful sunrise.
My soul is a broken gourd. Once bursting with a swirling mass of feeling and life, its gaping chasm discharges my very essence in bursts and spatters, resolute in holding nothing but an airy void...I feel empty. I drift...float...filled with nothing, imbibed by everything. My hands ache from pressing harder still...perhaps it will all go away.
My soul is a withered plant. Its roots severed from the earth’s nourishment; parched, shrivelled, its flower flips faintly about in the evening breeze...
The vivacious tune of my heart is tapered to a bland monotone of groans and teardrops...I lose myself in its grievous resonance....sigh’s...”drip drop”s... “pitter patter”s...
I feel empty...alone...lost...
Perhaps...my hands press harder...
"Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so that the other half may reach you" - Khalil Gibran
The night in monotones...
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Comments (61) | 3/27/2009 10:38:00 AM
61 Responses to "The night in monotones..."
Hmmm... *Scratching his greying beard yet again*
Don't we all yearn to stick our heads in the sand and pretend the reality doesn't exist, or that we can re-invent it to suit ourselves? Maybe the key is in trying to understand the method to the madness of the shafts of the rising sun, perhaps hoping that by some stroke of luck, or a sublime piece of illumination, we somehow can turn each shaft into a toehold, a grasp point by which we may reach for the stars...
Gloom,spatters,drift,float,stillest,coax,haven,monotone,painful....
Words depicting a struggle, a pathway searching for the truth, -it's not that your half of what you say is meaningless, it's more like my other half encompasses yours to make it full..hehe.
Nice writing by the way -pay no mind to my observations up there!
Only you can find the water to re-hydrate your 'withered plant'.
Actually it all made sense. Every once in a while, we all feel that shutting off the world but can't that be a bitch? We eventually have to open our eyes to the sunshine sometime.
Dougie
I sense a bit a lot of avoidance ( the act of becoming vacant), indulge me :). Its not necessarily negative, its sometimes essential to make everything "anew" Much like the sowing of seeds, followed by nuturing it, harvesting it and then eating it (the yummiest part). Then the whole cycle begins again.
Hope you're ok xxx.
I like the poem. I too sometimes wish i could get away from the issues i'm dealing- like they will magically disappear.
Thanks for sharing Dougie(lol)!
dougie!
how can u say you feel empty when im full with ur baby ehn?
on a more serious note, i really hope this is you being serious or intellectual, not how u really feel.
Lol @ the template thing, I had no idea, you know, this is the third time I changed the look of my page because I was unhappy with it. I love the dark look, suits my personality. That we share a template may mean that you and me..........?
L.
Aww Dougy Wougy..this was beautifully written..u captured every emotion..
If only we cud keep our eyes shut a little longer..
U'll be ok!
*hugs*
I am way too tired to say anything remotely intelligent. Haven't really slept in days. maybe I should just shut out the approaching dawn and TGIF... he he he.
I am way too tired to say anything remotely intelligent. Haven't really slept in days. maybe I should just shut out the approaching dawn and TGIF... he he he.
Hope this is just a poem Hot Douggie! If not, hope you feel better soon.
The mind and it's deep wanderings....what ever it is, it's right in front of you....don't go looking too far.....you empty out only to replenish..... full and fresh
* ok I'm rambling....I hope I make sense
Hot Douggilicious
hmmmmmm.
When the time comes that you must face the Dawn alone, Courage,courage my Friend.
XOXOXOXO
Beautiful!
life comes in phases, we feel so lost sometimes, we wonder where we went wrong... good thing is there comes a time when we get past it all and renew our strength.....
where ve u been hiding?
she everything wa ok?
wonderfully written and yes it does makes sense. hope it reaches her
Ah ah Doug nawa for all these your nicknames oh, Dougie, Dougy Wougy, Douggilicious :)
On a more serious note though, biko explain this post, I'm not even going to try and form intellectual babe because I'm slightly confused...
Hope you're okay though and yes like BSNC said, it IS beautifully written...
I voted you...Say What! - random/confusing blogger..
Still dont know why you didn't win...
Sweet...just sweet...I love the quote by Khalil Gibran...
@ Jaycee NO SWEET more like sad yeah sad
I actually believed i posted a comment on this post at work ystday! now I cant even remember what i wanted to say...mchew
deep jare!
p.s.
arent my sisters (Temite and Buttercup) the queens of pet names? lol
Dougy Wougy and Hot Doggilicious...lmao
ok so my brain is shutting down and i cant seem to get anything thru, but i sense sumtin not ryt..
hope u ok?
PS..i have summoned ur attention on my last post...
i know this feeling all 2 well...what scared me about that phase of my life is what i did just to feel again...hmmm
well written hot dougie doo!!! :-P
ok doug,i won't form literature guru.marra of fact,i dint get jack.just read words.hope u ok sha?
lovely Photo
"For there is hope for a tree, When it is cut down, that it will sprout again, And its shoots will not fail, Though its roots grow old in the ground and its stump dies in the dry soil,
At the scent of water it will flourish and put forth sprigs like a plant..."
May you experience the scent of Living Water, one day at a time, that will bring your roots, body and flowers to bloom.
Take care...
BTW, that picture is so beautiful...I was almost drowing in it's beauty...
Hmmm. So much sadness in this one. So vivid it strikes out like a slap.
Love this though: "My soul is a broken gourd."
Love the poetry of it all. Never mind the sorrow in it. And Gibran's quote just nails it. In deed, the other half gets across...
Lovely poem....
It isnt???
Oh oh,you better now,I hope...
xxx!
Lovely poem....
It isnt???
Oh oh,you better now,I hope...
xxx!
Nna na wa o!
Nice poem...kinda have a sad tone to it.
Sometimes, I feel like "Perhaps I can coax the blissful night to keep her dark blanket around this exquisite gloom....... This loathsome dawn...this unforgivable harbinger of yet another painful day...my hands press harder...my eyelids squeeze tighter...perhaps it will go away...this hateful sunrise"
I like the "Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so that the other half may reach you" - Khalil Gibran
That's how I feel every morning. I just wanna procrastinate the breaking of dawn. If morning doesn't come, I don't have to do all the things I'm supposed to do. I don't have to face the demons of work to be done, work that will probably not get done, work that will most likely be rescheduled for when the next sun rises.
Go away sun. Come again another. Little Vera wants 2 sleep.
hey dude!
been a bit.
I LUV KHALIL GIBRAN, (the prophet)
Hey dougie...just doing my weekly stalking, u ok?
Though my understanding of your feelings may be slightly shallow...I can relate a bit to the unwanted florescent rays of the sun attempting to penetrate our eyeballs...in as much as we think that if we embrace the darkness,the day will pass us by...this isn't so...we must rediscover our lost zest for life...
Hopefully dear you are feeling much better...if you ever need to talk about anything at all...just hit me up okay...
I came back to read again...i felt my previous comment was lacking in something important...
Hot Douggiee..:) We need to discuss how I am going to get this music you have. I have been here since last night. send me an email please. Our.journey@live.com
honey u for like try come back oh
DOUG!!! Where r u?
Come back right this minute!
lovely as usual. very strong piece.
good to be back : )
where are you? Do we need to send out a search party, dear?
pretty kewl..
U've been tagged on my blog
Dude, update!!!
very lovely
Just the way I like it.
Powerful imagery.
Hope you are better now?
ARE U BACK? BE STILL MY PRETTY PINK HEART. DOUGGGGGIE BOOO
You're not allowed to come and change template and expect that to be enuff placation.
Now bring ur nail-bitten fingers here and come and update sharpish!
@Temite: Lool! Take it easy o pink heart of Temites, doug is coming back but not quite yet...lol
@mizchif: God help you if I ever find you somehow...you'll pay for all your misyarning...mscheeeew!!!
But I know its just your misguided way of saying you missed me...so youre forgiven...hugs
Will be back in a bit...I'll let you know when I am...xoxoxoxo
dude -- sneaking in aight???????
love the pic...very peacfull...
a very dark writeup for a very nice picture...but sweetie, mst times Joy comes in the morning...wake up and smile, the day just might surprise you...
http://thecounselorandherthots.blogspot.com/
Totally feeling ur post. there are times when i wish things i'm going thru cls just magically disappear.
Nice one me dear! :)
I trust you shall return renewed...
Lovely Template...Thanks for the E-mail...
We can do nothing to stop the day from breaking.
Life must go on...
Doug, are you there? Hope all is well. Nice template.
i like the new look..
do u want the whole of blogville to get on their knees and grovel on gravel under the scorching sun or in the cold winter till u come back, ehn??
mscheew!
Doug ....Youve been MIA for a minute now. I hope all is well!
btw nice pic
You've been tagged man
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