Transperent again?

by Ole Carsten   Dec 4, 2012


My Life is a circle
But I don't know where it begins
Therefore I don't know if I passed the beginning
Even don't know if I have started
It begins all over again
But am I there again
Each time this year
Leaving my hell month November
Full of hate and despair
I don't sleep in November
Suddenly it is December
I wake in December
The light returns there
The snow reflects my moods
Illuminates my transparent soul
The gatekeeper in me sleeps
The sunset is brighter now
I am luminous of fatigue
and everything cut and similar glass that crunches
my skin is naked and exposed
I spell every minute know
Counting nano seconds
To prolong life and the days spend here
I am being in transparency

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  • 13 years ago

    by Mohan

    The snow reflects my mood
    I like this line, here you set the mood very well..

  • 13 years ago

    by L

    But am I there again

    -- I think the above needs a question mark at the end, but I like it without it.

    I spell every minute know

    -- On this one, I think is known instead of know.

    I like this piece, the use of the circle to represent your life every year was creative, I like it.
    It seems that you are repeating the same life every year, And November seems to be hell for you, and December sounds like a better month. You are being like the snow, I'm assuming white.. feeling in peace. You are transparent as you feel good, anyone can see you, you have no sins.. per se. Though, it seems that you are vulnerable and Tired, but you like December. And you are trying to make every second count.

    The message that I got from this piece, we have bad times but good ones always come and one should make them count.

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