Là Verse

Publié le 21 Août 2008

                                           Ces instants

                                        Indécis,

                                            De si grands

                                                Mépris

                                                   Appellent la vie,

                                             Dans le silence

                                        Tout à distance,

                                     Sans croyance.

                                 La quiétude

                                    S’en est

                                         Allée.

                                            Avec la solitude,

                                              L’inquiétude

                                          Réside ;

                                      De pensées

                                  Frigides,

                                      Autour

                                          Le vide

                                      Tourbillonne.

                                  Entre

                                      Le feu

                                            Et la glace,

                                                   Le cœur

                                                Déchiré

                                              Et lourd

                                         Résiste ;

                                      Rien

                                           Ne le tient,

                                                Tout

                                                   En crise,

                                               Peu

                                          Le brise,

                                     Creux

                                 De coups,

                                     Délaissé

                                         Sans panser.

                                                    Quelques pas

                                         D’ivresse,
                                    S'en va
                                La tristesse

                                      Et la douleur 

                                            Se verse,

                                         Avec froideur

                                       Le cœur
                                         Se berce.
  



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