Narrow minds and futile battles
shatter dreams that could have been
gone illusions of graceful living
seeking meaning in between.
Falling down and getting up
stumbling all along
to find a balance in a life
that lost its morning song.
Broken glass and tall closed gates
barefoot walking on hot sand
feeling endless wishes burning
and hopes that never end.
Longing for a peaceful respite
from a world that only knows
the price of every little thing
but doesn’t value a lonely rose.
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©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
July 3, 2000 | Hollywood Hills, California
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Oh that closing stanza is amazing, insightful, brilliantly written and Simply superb Kira, this is a great read thank you for sharing, have a super day ahead:)
Excellent write heartfelt!
Kira Shimoni Fulks: A heartfelt ‘Thank You’ +Parrot Wingate
Yes, everything does seem to have a price put on it. I have come to find that highly irritating, even contemptible. Did you do the artwork as well?
Kira Shimoni Fulks: Thank you Bruce Newman! My art is a collection of personal moments–now I am letting others peek–and I am thrilled by the response! More to come–stay tuned:)
Beautifully written Kira. Brilliant imagery and word choices. Really love the closing lines, Kira Shimoni Fulks.