A poem i wrote when i was watching da lights that glow on the mountains.. |
In the winded paths of life All that came in my way Often made me wonder What is true solace? And if the light within us really existed! And tonight As I leant on my balcony With the light breeze ruffling my hair And the clamminess of the air felt surprisingly pleasant the lights on the mountain glowed on my face And the stars from the moonlit sky descended on the peaks And within each of them resided the havens of my dreams Each was home to a galaxy The fires burning in the homes Showed me hope of someday making my own The lights that decorated the mountain like a Christmas tree Were celebrating life; (Every day and) Every night of it I felt those lights illuminating the unspoken words within me They were radiating the ambitions that had dug themselves deep in my heart They were showing me the undiscovered paths within me Showing me alleys never trodden. I felt myself striding in my heart I was stepping on my soul I was discovering new terrain, new dimension, new territory and it was the lights on the mountains that showed me who I was They dawned the secret of true solace upon my heart They told me of untold happiness, and of unspoken bliss And it was lights on the mountains That enticed me with the magic and the fantasy The enchantment that had been covered by the dust from the real world. I have started to live again. I have started to glow again Like the lights on the mountains. |