Eyes that used to dream together
Are bleeding with the pain of separation.
When the hearts used to sing the joy
Are now playing the dark sirens of loneliness
The shadows that celebrated the sun
Are craving for solace in the dark
The stars that held the constellation together
Are drifting apart escaping into another world
The souls that took the oath
To explore the million capacities
of this unknown galaxy
Are sailing across the oceans alone...
They who once used to be ready
to even sail the oceans for love
Don't even to bother
to cross the bridges anymore
Carrying those untold words
in the bags beneath their eyes
that sing about their awake
of the lonely nights.
The changes that started to arise in them
Have become nothing more than
dark spaces that keeps getting Deeper...
Maybe this is how
the stars begin to exit the dusk
And the dead dark of midnight
constantly blooms in black.
-Shay
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ANECDOTE • #Wattys2019
PoetryThe soul danced and rejoiced on the melancholic music of its failure all alone in its jungle city and cried over the moon. It counted the stars, hoping someday all of it would be alright but then all the hopes were shattered as the nostalgic feeling...
