Highest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016]
~Nostalgia~
It's delicate, but potent.
The pain from an old wound.
A twinge in your heart..
Far more powerful than memory alone
A feeling of a place
Where we...
Ache
To
Go
Again.
-My thoughts. My word...
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She is lost child of a lonely fallen star Wandering aimlessly, reaching so far
Tiny bleepin' spot amidst skyscrapers Her life scatterin' like oldest of papers
Oh slowly evaporating in dark smoke She's been forgotten as a ragged joke!
For she's the faded warmth of coffees Can't even stir storms in cups of teas!
Blended into the walls in background She's chimney soot, never to be found
Ever silent 'n' lost among violent seas She drowns in tragic waves with ease
But that doesn't mean she's heartless Behind her distant eyes, there's mess
A heavy sack of sighs 'n' unshed tears Shoulders drooped with eternal fears
Everlasting cold breathes in her core Her blue soul is all shattered on floor
Devoid of all sound, fading to 'never' But she's to carry it around....forever
'Cause what's done, can't be undone.. Sealed lips, locked heart, she's... . . . on t h e r u n . . .
Author's Note
A victim as invisible as air. As voiceless as silence. No protest. Because what's done can't be undone. The scars can be healed but what about the marks? So..all she does is try to escape from the future harms. Past can't be repaired but future can be secured. Therefore, she's on the run to escape her haunting past to find the light at the end of the tunnel. :') I hope it's clear. I feel like I should translate my poems often. :)♡
How did you find this poem? I guess I've done good this time. I'm satisfied. :') But you're always welcome to disagree. :')
