today alone I
watch the sun
paints the sky
with hues of red
and pink, kissing
the horizon one
more time before
the night burns
the purity of the
day to dark ashes,
and awakes the
storm in my heart.
I used to love the
night, for its
blackness never
failed to hide
my scars, and
it always
reminded me of
your perfect dark
beauty.
but now, you're
gone and the
night is pushing
me to the edge
of insanity.
the moon stands
still every midnight,
watching me
struggle to bring
you back to life,
even if it was only
on paper.
the stars giggle
at how my words
escape my grasp
and float in the
remains of your
smoke, before
they drift into
nothingness.
so, I mix my ink
with unshed
tears, to stain
the white sheets,
and ease the
agony that's been
devouring my
insides.
but my hands
can't seem to,
stitch letters
together to
form proper
words, for
you're still
holding my
soul captive in
the depths of
your eternity.
BINABASA MO ANG
Dried petals
Poetry"and I find myself tucking your smile in the space that lies between every letter .for babe , if I can't keep you by my side ,then I'll lock you in each poem these hands write down ."_Aya Highest rank #43 in poetry on 23/7/2017 .
