A GOLDEN NEEDLE

The sun pierced a golden needle in stoney heart of my being. My heart melted like barter close to hot metal.The tiny thing went so deep that it was irresistible to even a resilient mortal. The needle is a feeling I strongly have,too hard to resist,too friendly to ignore and always there just like the thorns on a rose flower. Here it is helping me move down this road,telling me who I am,pushing me beyond the planets,and occupying my loneliness. Its now that I realise that am just abandoned like deepest darkness. All I know is that ,it was just a feeling. The sun rose and set,it went with it all. I TRUTHFULLY MISS EVERYTHING.