DEJECTED

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A rotating prison…
This desolate dungeon,
All the while my smile,
Creating illusion.
Slurry speech tongue heavy,
Sun rising already,
Dismal road toting load,
Bag of woes I carry.
Isolated corner,
Not one clue or answer,
Yet you dare say you care,
In bleakest hemisphere…
Don’t come with the weight of judgement,
Cause I have no room left to spare.

No prismatic rainbow…
Golden petals in sight,
Amidst the flight of night,
Journey in black and white.
Palpitations and sweat,
Alter ego a threat,
Breath of air a nightmare,
Solitude and regret.
Engulfed in morbid fear,
My flesh I cannot wear,
Yet you dare say you care,
In dreary atmosphere…
Don’t come with the weight of judgement,
Cause I have no room left to spare.

(c) Monica St Hillaire.

UNDIVIDED

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Will you give to me the attention I crave?
Look at me like I am the only one,
In this whole world.
Reserve a corner on this earth,
For just you and I.
And don't look away,
Even if a rainbow spews out pure gold.
Angels may sing;
A melodious chorus above.
I hear the harp playing.
Serenity soothes my soul,
Hold me close...
Here, the sun never ceases to shine,
No need to worry, darling.
Fixate your eyes on me.
Take my hand, quench my thirst,
I desire an ample flow.
Your attention I crave wholeheartedly,
Let's make a memory of this moment.


(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.

THE HORIZON…

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The world sleeps, not to dream,

But to rest and be still.

Pain and distress cover his face,

The continents are shaking, this chain is receding,

The Ocean roars a dissimilar wave.

Can you see the stars? In the opaque sky?

Gloomy is the night, continuous even at dawn…

My echo buried in the mountains, leaving me lonely.

Scant silhouettes in the streets as the grass thirsts,

Human contact is quenching, just like the rain.

I see the rainbow from afar,

Waiting to enhance the hills and valleys.

To compliment the sun and its splendid shine,

As flowers simultaneously blossom.

Birds will soar under the blue sky,

And above an Ocean of blue.

The horizon will be… in all its glory,

Phenomenal to see…

Triumphant laughter will replace golden silence,

A hand will stretch to the weary and despaired.

And we shall live –

Life!

So let the world sleep, be still and rest,

Your awakening we anticipate.

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.

DEJA VU

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I know you,

I’ve seen you before.

Your presence is not new.

This energy;

Has coursed through my veins in the past.

I know you…

You are familiar to me.

I’ve seen you before,

Not with my eyes,

But through my soul.

This magnetic force,

Makes me feel whole.

I am your purpose,

As you are mine.

Let the sands of time pass,

Count each sunset,

Dance on every rainbow.

We can withstand,

As we did back then.

In another life; another century.

We shall continue,

Now and forever.

Here and beyond the moon…

Ageless are our souls,

Flee to any corner of this world,

And I’d find you.

For you are my missing link,

Shhh…. don’t say a word,

Just look at me.

I know you,

I’ve seen you before…

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2019.