Dreaming of the queen's wonder,
As her child sprinkles flowers
On the very pavement
That kept melodies and melancholy alive.
As the milk is poured,
The mansion's disappear...
And the shadows hug us from behind.
While the thought is merely a simulation,
The future could only hold so much...
The dystopian thoughts could breach you...
The mere light will make life itself
Wither while witnessing washed woes...
.
So when the touch gives birth,
A new meaning will become the father.
And the mother will have endless options...
Made of greed and lust.
...
When tears hit the mirror,
The mirage will break.
Pain is always the key...
Because without it,
The limits would forever be an overbearing sin.
As our sloth carries our depression,
Our mind will carry silhouettes that don't exist.
Pretend that the cup carries candles,
And it will light a cherry cashmere kiss.
It will swallow years of stress,
And progress the soul within you.
YOU ARE READING
Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
