91 Longing

____Moments in Life____

Drive along the road

watch the scenes

disappear to the backseat

humm of the passing breeze

give the feel of being free

at the moment at least

for few moments

I fly along

the road and way

picked up by the sun

pushed by the soft hands

of the gentle wind

with the happy tide

for a moment few

along the way

I flew

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Life of longing

is hell, endless

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Like waves dying

on shore, bloodless

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waking to cries

of soul, boundless

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Hearing the screams

of heart, soundless

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A life such life

is breathed less