Looking past the smoke filled sky,
I find,
Settling into my heart,
A grief.
I have you,
But I don't
I am still just a loner,
Staring at the sky.
Lyrics playing behind reminds,
Of how am just by me,
That I could feel,
The stars and the moon talking too.
In convenience of reality,
Am living and smiling,
Yet by me.
I dream about the time,
When you filled my loneliness.
We lay together in boughs of the sky,
When sun had shone and moon had lit our world.
In all those dreams, I live,
Through and again,
With you by my side.
Yet I am lonely,
Yet, cause it is, but a dream.
Possibility of it coming through is less,
But it's the only remedy.
Cause my dreaming is our only hope of 'us'.
And my will, the only fuel for us being.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...