Words, articulate; popping against
Lifeless walls
Handfuls of Happiness; seeping
through the fingers
Fading memories; faraway cries
Love and Laughter
Parched heart; torpid and dusty
Summer heat
Hands that beckon, Unreachable;
Hell is a place on earth…
Writings; carved in sand,
Washed away…
Criss-cross of Fate, droughts, floods
Speech, forgotten.
Ice that breaks; freezing again
at Twilight
Raindrops; sighs of the world,
Pensive.
Crumbled; in search of Grain.
Hell is a phase of Life.
Hell is a phase of Life.
Despair; seeking the end, yet
the Dread!
Mysteries and Ghosts; closed in the attic,
Cellars of no doors.
Meaningless, actions, thoughts-
Existence.
Streets, drained; Dreams
Vanquished.
Oceans salty, blue; stark
Above the tide…
Clouds of Darkness, against
the Abyss of Time.
Writings; carved in sand,
Washed away…
I could relate with this in life. Nice poem! ๐
Leo.
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