Some rejections are like broken pillows,
You feel it when the comfort is absent
But it still exists making it's presence known.-
Your eyes are cloudy
Your iris holds a dust storm
Your pupils absorbs
The reflection of an illusion you created
Reconstructed to fit the frame
Of the guilt, A new you was born.-
Read me when you need strength,
I'll be your mirror, hold the lantern
Walk ahead of you clearing the path
On which laid, the shards
Of your harrowing fears and sinful escape.-
He wrote poetry on my skin,
Raw emotions innocent sin.
His heavy breath promising
A night of desolation
Reminding me of his soul too akin.
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You imitated a forever
In the words so profound
Filled with love and
Empty promises
Lost in the echo of silence
In which my hopes drowned
-
Waiting for my order
Seeing the tray adorned with delicacies coming my way and then going past me.-
Hope is like cotton
So light a silent promise so pure.
But when you soak it
In the water of promises
Made in the heat of the moment
That cotton becomes heavier
To carry and hold the weight of
That hope.-