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spaces and dots
For a long time,
I’ve been trapped in a rounded cell
Where stillness is bearable.
Breathing spaces,
Inhaling emptiness.
There was home, solitude.
All the moulded thoughts
From yesterdays’ broken silverwares
Were feeding my core.Did I move?
I found you there.Six days of havoc
Against the spaces of my helm
Then, I surrendered.
Did I see it coming?
I could,
Yet, least I didn’t expect
A nymph stealing my past
And bringing drizzles of hope;
Pouring over my laments,
Washing away my burnt tears.
You crashed and created me.
You freed me, I fell for you.It didn’t take time to know you.
It didn’t need word to tell you.
It didn’t give chance to continue.
All my desires to have you.
How I ache to hold you.
The silence and the gaps.
Your smile and being simply you.
And me, a soul unworthy.These spaces
Are unbearable.Posted on October 15, 2011 with 38 notes
Source: writtensilence
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