Saturday, September 9, 2017

Solace Beside Nobody

Several times I stood in the ruin;
Moving from the state I was left in.
In uncertainty I tried to reach out;
In faces I saw skepticism and doubt.

Then there is this craving for curry;
Nights with Nobody, there's no hurry.

A well meant, well thought of prose;
Awakened me from being morose;

Nights go on without expectations;
A companion in deep conversations.
A presence that felt me skin to bone;
Reminding me, I really am not alone.

Loners who found some company;
Tonight both a little bit less lonely.

Friday, September 8, 2017

Nights With Nobody

A rainfall of respite
Keeping me awake at night.
A relief of cold shower
Telling me it's not yet over.
I reach out with uncertainty
I'm here, and you found me.