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.


© 2017 Mario Gerada

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