Black window frame
And she's here full of light and colour
Midnight sun in her eyes
Stardust swirl around her hair
Broad smile and innocence all around
I feel it's
Too late to keep awake
Too early to just rest
I got lost once again in my thoughts
Got lost in my make believe
On my bed listening to Lebanon hanover and Bauhaus Μητροπάνο and my damn racing heart
Pondering existence love and the rest questions that remain unanswered by people far better and wiser than me
World is grey without love
And I yearn for the one I never got the chance to know
Damn synapse
I yearn for her
It's an ode for her and she may will never find out
That all my poems are for her
That I poured my soul blood and suffering in every lyric and I signed everything with a hope and a sigh
Searching for excuses is cowardice
I just numb my heartache is all
Doing so in private
In my lyrics and my art
Are you there?
Will you be here tomorrow?
Should i expect your beautiful company or is today our end without having our beginning?A/N: Σήμερα βράδυ η σκέψη μου είναι μαζί σου . Κιαν σήμερα είναι το τελευταίο βράδυ θα αγκαλιάσει η ψυχή μου την ψυχή σου και ας γίνουν όλα τα υπόλοιπα αστερόσκονη.
Με το βλέμμα μου καρφωμένο στην αέναη κίνηση του Κόσμου που αναδημιουργείται μέσα από τις στάχτες του.
Τα φιλιά μου στο χάος
Με αγάπη
Αλεξ
YOU ARE READING
Heart of Cosmos
PoetryΠοίηση. Κάποιες φορές βαρύ άλλοτε όχι και τόσο. Διαβάζετε με δικιά σας ευθύνη.