Friday, April 17, 2015

My wings are burned

My wings are burned
from my flight to sun
yet I flew, in dreams
where you are only one

My heart is sad
am away from you
yet I sit down, to sing
happy songs with you

My house is in ruins
from tremors of heart
yet you are alive kicking
in depths of the heart

My breath is shallow
in cleanest of the air
yes, I breath shallow
without strand of your hair

My dreams have outrage
in the darkest of moon
yet, I try to sleep without you
in nights with or without moon

My bed is still all empty
with crumpled sheets you left
yet, I mend it each morning
hoping you will join in life left

My soul is clenched
with all your memories
yet, I hold out to you, that
I will fulfill all my promises

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