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    Solace
    Solace
    Solace
    Ebook91 pages21 minutes

    Solace

    By Mary-Ann Storm

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    Solace is compact with thought provoking poetry of self discovery and introspection.Whilst it highlights the power of determination and endurance,definitely a must read for every poetry lover.





    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMary-Ann Storm
    Release dateJul 27, 2023
    ISBN9798223648901
    Solace
    Author

    Mary-Ann Storm

    Mary-Ann Storm is a Journalist and writer from South Africa. She was born in Ceres but grew up in the Overberg Region in the Western Cape. 

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      Book preview

      Solace - Mary-Ann Storm

      Solace

      The night kiss my face

      As I dance underneath a starry sky

      I look  at its shadows

      With so many questions

      Starting with  why

      My feet feeling heavy

      Whilst the music plays

      I look at the mirrored image

      So sad and miserable

      staring back

      As the music keeps playing

      Everything inside me

      Wish you were here

      It took me back

      To all the memories

      Of you...

      That I hold dear

      They're telling me

      Do Not fear

      In it I found my solace

      Still with everything in me

      I wish you were near

      The memories

      keeps on raging

      They remain vivid and clear

      As I count each falling tear....

      Release

      Haven't spend time with you I know

      I was too busy taking stock

      Of all the turmoil and tears

      Plastered in so many ways

      Couldn't bring myself to look

      You in the eyes

      And share these

      Maybe I will

      Once everything inside me found peace

      Just maybe there'll be acceptance of everything

      If I could only regain the energy

      In order for me to release....

      Into The Wild

      Into the wild

      As I caress the carcass

      Of a Rhino

      Blood smeared empty eyes

      Now open in the land of the dead

      And another tear of hopelessness

      Come the night

      I know I will shed

      Into the wild

      As the hyenas laugh echoes through

      A vacant land

      Reminents of slaughter

      Still clinging to the blood stained sand

      Into the wild

      I go ....

      Rifle against the shoulder as I walk

      I hid beneath the branches

      As if I'm about to stalk

      Into the wild I go

      As the lights lit up

      another poacher

      becomes the prey

      In my heart I'm willing more to stray

      Into the wild

      I go....

      It's the dance of the ranger

      I've come to love and know

      Rifle lifted

      It's a dance I know

      Cause I've learned

      As you become one with the night

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