Slough my skin

Your words are packed up in the hall,
together with your emotions.

My loneliness nails
your feet to the doormat.

But I know this new will be good.
After a while. After a while. After a while.

Your shadows are still wandering, anxiously.
They follow my nights, the transparent.

I slough my skin.
Removing things that were.

Hanging them to dry.
Saving the wet for wisdom.

My words are packed up in the hall,
together with my emotions.

It's time to move on now.
So I let you go.

My new skin is shimmering
in the richness of consciousness.



Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2005-12-11 at 00:57

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Zoya Zaidi
My God! Day,
You will break my heart today,
I sit and I read this,
What a way to start my day?
I'll ponder and reflect,
And reflect and ponder,
Your pain is greater then mine,
Any day!
It's taken you a whole life,
-And may take another...
To exorcise your Demons,
To get rid of past, too dear,
Too painful to last, too precious
To part with, too severe to surpass...
Oh! What a dilemma
You go through every day,
To let go, or to hold on,
To keep mute, or to say?
((((((Hugs to ease some of the pain)))))
I love you Daybreaker!
xxx, Zoya
2005-12-11