new poem i wrote

BETWEEN THAT MOMENT

Its a lovely night


and cloudy outside

the winds are still

upon my window sill

sleep evades me as im lost in thought

of what was there...and what was not...

who thought that the world was fake

like leftovers of last year's cake.

love is in the hiding....cannot find it

who cares, i dont want to mind it

i want to be free and happy and more...

i will think no longer therefore....

living each day as a new life

reborn, killing the past and old strife

life is a gift and we all know it

so take time and slow it

what cannot be changed has to be left...

hearts cannot be taken by theft

there's nothing forced in nature

but man's a unique creature

he has to have what he desires

even if his soul expires

but between that moment of death and life

its time to decide to let go,

and end the internal tornado

and with life, just flow...

---nish---original----

2 15 am on 2 july 2010