Monday, July 24, 2006

Inner Calling

My truth is their perception,
I victimize myself.
Retreating into the abyss ,
Into the primitive self
There is mere catharsis.
The white walls engulf
The bitter remnants,
Of a forgotten soul;
A soul that wanders
In the shadows of the alley cats.

7 comments:

Russell Ragsdale said...

More journey! Your young self is much loved and appreciated, even as you dodge from shadow to shadow among the unseen and forgotten.

Russell CJ Duffy said...

a little more serious than usual but that is no bad thing. i agree with Russell.

Roger Stevens said...

You have to watch those alley cats!

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Yes Nicole especially if their shadows are damp. Sorry Nicole couldn't resist however I like that you're experimenting with your poetry

aa said...

Is it just me or are you becoming more and more serious than you usually are with your writings?

Nicole Braganza said...

Russel-> I like the way you have worded that..

CJ-> And I really appreciate that.

Roger-> I know.

Sue-> Yes...Im enjoying it too.

free spirit-> I dont think too much about that...maybe you're right...but its not like i can (or want to) do anything about it really!

Sameer said...

Excellent stuff!!!
I dropped in here after what seems like a lifetime...and I am glad to see you in form as ever. :)
Keep it up, Nic!!!