some day when
the sky will allow
its pitch black
curtains to slowly fall
and engulf the
once sun kissed
horizon into pure
darkness,
when the stars are
out to dance on the
melody that
the moon hums,
maybe I will pour
my soul into
words, for you to
never read .
some day, maybe
the bleeding
fragments of my
heart will push
me to print the
burning tears and
the lost sighs into
ink.
some day, maybe
the chaos that
loom in my eyes
whenever I see
your gleamy smile
will be loose to
caress the empty
sheet, and
transform the raging
fire that you set
in my being, into
letters that scream
your name so
lovingly.
some day, maybe
my whispers of
poetry will leave a
trail for your feet
to follow and for
your heart to never
understand.
but for now I
would like to keep
the shreds of my
broken devotion
near my heart,
and let this sweet
agony pull at the
threads of my
sanity.
YOU ARE READING
Dried petals
Poetry"and I find myself tucking your smile in the space that lies between every letter .for babe , if I can't keep you by my side ,then I'll lock you in each poem these hands write down ."_Aya Highest rank #43 in poetry on 23/7/2017 .
