once, she was resting deep underground,
undisturbed and in peace
she must have noticed my darkness,
wailings,
lingering ghosts around me.
the one day,
she decided to flap her wings,
rises from her deep slumber and showed me
gentle warmth
i've never felt before
that day, i witnessed a prepossessing face and
magnificent panorama
i witnessed her shine like the sun,
she bestowed warmth in my world,
she gave me words
i have never spoken before
i am darkness,
and she is my light
together, we bloomed
YOU ARE READING
Words In Her Closet
Poetryi started writing when the pandemic hit. i started to have writer friends on facebook while using an rp account. i joined a writing guild, collaboration with writer friends, posted my works in fb. at first, i thought my works were so so heavenly and...
