Flowers in my palm
Petals on the ground
I hear a whisper saying "Turn around and leave."
There was an explosion with zero sound
I watched every leaf fall like how I watched the rain fall
I was thrilled to see your sparkly eyes
But, I will sleep with sparkles flowing down my eyes
I could not blame the moon for shining
so I blamed this planet for being shined
YOU ARE READING
the archives from batch no. 823
Poetrya collection of unsaid thoughts, archived in my mind and now written in words.
