Exposed Soul by Mario Gerada

Exposed Soul
by Mario Gerada

Cheerful happy smiles
concealing weeps and
painful cries.

Tears of sorrow,
what seems solid
might melt away.

Solitude plays
silly tricks
on a fragile dream.

Journeying blind folded,
naked to the wind,
crucified amongst the stars,
exposed to a blazing sun.

Madly searching
through the sacred
and prohibited.

Overwhelming currents
sweeping me away,
my feelings are left to wither
in a wintry land.

Echoes of my moods,
haunting sounds
of my own cries.

Yearning for an embrace,
longing for a caress,
standing beneath falling leaves
whilst a rising sun
casts it’s light
on an emerging time.