You text talk to me if you're free
Well I've never been more free
Since I've stopped talking to you
Can't you see? I'm lost in the maple trees
Listening to the winter's wind passing through the leaves
And the crystals on the sunny beach
Lost in the whispering breeze
I once looked at the sky thinking of you
Now I just gaze at ghosts beside the half moon
Life is beautiful enough to forget you
And somber enough too
Like these quadratic conundrums that I can't solve
Or the haunting tragedies of the past
Like the kid that burnt to death the other day
Or the blood smeared across the murderer's face
How the lynched bodies on the trees decay
But then I shut these images off and come back
Flipping the pages of classical books
In the cafés, and gardens, in cabins and nooks
And ponder on the wonders of the words
With my novel lying on my beating chest
The ever flowing time and people
The ever twisting destiny and fate
Everlasting dance of epics and fairy-tales
All those mysteries that science couldn't tell
To the atomic spectrums, molecules and cells
And when the thoughts running in my neurons
Is overcome by the singing birds
I jump back to the sea of luscious words
Then late at night I gaze at the skies above
Looking through the scope
Into the cosmos
Comets, nebulae and the milky way
Twinkling little bodies in the celestial buffet
I can see as far as Jupiter's moons
But I can't seem to find you
Can't you see
You're not in my cosmos anymore
You're not in my cosmos
Anymore
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Reignition of Cinders
Poetry''and here I thought loving you was painful enough'' REIGNITION OF CINDERS is a poetry collection of 10 poems on understanding that a certain relationship is toxic and moving on from said relationship. But moving on is a rough and ugly path so there...
