Tuesday 11 February 2014

oh Sky

Ask Him

Why he created a bit of this heart ..

So fragile and simply separated ..

When confronted with the thorns of affection

So sturdy and durable

When wrapped loving and hope ..

Why did he produce a way of tenderness and yearning

Inside this heart ..

Fill within the blanks in it

Anxiety are feat his beloved figure

Raises a myriad of queries

Collect millions asa

Encouragement ..

also left much pain

Why did he produce anxiety within the recesses of the soul

choke shadow

Smothering ..

Helpless against the turmoil that hit …

O reed …

Never style it you are feeling thus torturing it

Why did you only shut up

tell me

A word that might dampen the fun of this ..

Something that takes this sport ..

As healers tuk uncontrolled pain

Breeze creating noise yourself

As if there’s one thing that you just tell Maine

I don’t understand what you mean

Only suspect ..

Whispers say there’s somebody behind Capitol Hill there

Waiting dependably ..

Appreciate what it suggests that to like …

Heart fell and separated

Incise night moulding k sorrows

flap my broken wings

Following the prevailing winds processing

Plugging lost ….

Frozen heart within the corner …

He cracked , sort of a shattered mirror items

Scattered ….

Before it’s lost within the wind …



As he weekday weak ….

I attempt to re- earn the remainder of the center

Mingled with the dirt

I want to embrace …

Grasping my heart items within the corner …

Only the shadow that I will ….

He disappeared once the sun go down from time of day

I couldn’t flap it ’s wings back

He has broken ..

Pierced by sharp thorns ….

Can solely mourn ….

Grimace ..


Reaching for a footing ..

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