at midnight's skies i am waken up,
by the memories of our broken love.
i went outside with my broken cup,
and walked a forest like an aching dove.
i long for you and your sparkling eyes,
i long for the warmth that you gave me twice.
you said, "I'll be there when you need me most."
"Just look for me in the silver coast."
now i am here in a forest damp,
with a broken cup as a candle lamp.
looking for you under silver light,
on the forest coast with a bounded sight.
but i promised; "whenever i need you,
I'll look for you till the skies are blue.
like how an owl soar the gloomy night
in hunt of the moon and its silver light."
for i am the owl without a doubt,
and you are the moon above the cloud.
your light is my guide to lead me home,
back to your arms from a long cold roam.
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words of the lost soul
Поэзия"sometimes the best thing to say is not the true thing." but not in this place, though. For every words written here are what I feel inside that my mouth cannot dwell to say. This is a compilation of different poems i made for the past few years. I...
