30th day of June 2020
Lost
by yours truly
In a night where homes are in silence,
Streetlights are sparkling,
Breeze shivers my body,
And the moon pities me,
I was in the depth of my thoughts,
The heart began to ache,
Silence envelops onto my veins.
Only I, who's awake at that moment,
My room is a mess, so do I.
A sound of broken stuffs was heard,
But none did a glimpse to care,
Seeing you and me in a picture,
Suffocates me,
Torn photos, broken frames and I, a fragile being,
Hardly catching my breath,
Crying like a flowing river,
Giving comfort to a lost soul.
It was love that turns me into madness,
Not because I was left behind,
But keep on stitching the torn pieces,
I still pick what's already been broken,
It is me,
Who can't move forward from a damage,
A damage that can no longer be fixed,
A damage I kept to suffer.
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La Poésie
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