Solitude.
Solitude.
What trials we suffer,
sorrows thick as mists on still waters
blind us,
misty tentrils of darkening thoughts
tangle us.
Solitude weaves it's captive with illusions.
And ensnares good thoughts with brooding.
In trials of oneness,
we suffer.
2007.
poem by jade Ni.
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This Silence.
This silence.
Oh where, where,
where are you now,
once a firm place in my life,
has gone.
Strange the dreams,
we had.
so sad,
no battles won.
Silence now,
greets my dawn,
so quiet so quiet,
no dreams begun.
I seek your words
it is so obsurd,
this emptyness
this silence.
poem by jade Ni.
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