Hoping for a quiet moment,
away from the inharmonious sounds of city life.
Not tonight, my little voice giggles.
As i stand still, enjoying the cool breeze
it envelopes and gently brushes my naked skin.
I am listening, watching the intensity of life.
Stretches of vehicles moving slowly in the traffic. Whats new?!
Unpleasant sound of motorbikes
and once in awhile train that passes by infront of where i live.
Honking and screeching noises of cars by impatient drivers.
Dogs barking and howling into the night.
Perhaps he saw a stranger that passed by - i rather believed that!
And finally the road workers stopped digging the earth.
Some peace - at last!
Gazing out into the dark skies,
accompanied by the stars,
and that blinking lights up on the hilltop
....im thinking.
As i stand still, ignoring every reverberation,
i wonder what other people could be thinking this instance?
What are their thoughts?
How are they feeling?
Could we all be thinking the same thing?
Perhaps it may be a coincidence?
The chitty chatter of a complex human life.
Like a ball of interwoven threads.
Could it be the never ending bills they struggling to pay?
A sick parent they worrying about?
Or a teenage sister gone wild?
Perhaps a drama episode they're rushing home for?
Or that football match?
Or the cat that has not been fed?
Or the trash that has been sitting there for days?
Or that endless piles of work waiting to be completed? Dateline!
Perhaps they were were rushing for the last flight and their love ones waiting on the other side?
Or thinking and missing that special person?
Hoping and yearning.
Gazing out into the dark skies,
accompanied by the stars,
and that blinking lights up on the hilltop
....im thinking.
Could he be thinking the same?
Missing me as much?
Wanting me as much?
Can he feel my heart surrendering?
Or am i alone with these thoughts?
Or could he be with someone i rather not know who?
Lies and deceit.
Or perhaps not.
Gazing out into the dark skies,
accompanied by the stars,
and that blinking lights up on the hilltop
....im thinking.
Invading my hearts and revealing my inner secrets
My greatest hopes fantasies and dreams
For whatever it may be,
the stars are my witnesses and the wind are my messenger.
Blow to him Mr Wind and whisper gently into his ears.
Envelops him with my gentle touches .
Wake him up and let him gazed out into the night skies
and the stars will conveys as my witness
....im thinking
and im missing him
...as i stand still.
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