There is a place I frequent
when in times of solitude moments
where days fracture into shards of
multi versed thoughts once silent
now no longer

Pain is not my friend nor
will it ever find its hand
linked in mine thumb stroking
gentle enticement of what was
so long ago

Life brings about changes
inflicting happiness rather then
self aborted sadness much wasted
when you sit back and ponder on
all gone past

Thoughts enter to dissipate
winding up on floors cut into
segments of nonsensical memories
far forgotten with no bearing
for todays mind

Here is where the words embrace
your soul in verses touching
once hidden chanbers securely
beating in that womb of maternal
beginnings not endings..

Beautiful

Wow! Powerful...Nice read.

Touching....