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Robert Udrea Oct 2018
It’s when my wings we’re naturally
falling to no end, but all at once,
I felt that tumble like a dagger
in my burdened, weeping heart,
The sound of you, spreading in the sky
traced one Ursa Major in my mind,
The fear wasn’t completely gone,
i stood up, even so, I was the man
To bind a grieving to a guiltless heart,
It’s twenty forty eight once more
another wink of now, my weary dreams
Go faint, how can we really survive?
as time will never learn to stop,
I want to hear your voice again, but
twenty forty eight will never be alike.
Robert Udrea Dec 2018
In sullen spaces night by night you keep your eyes
Those seducing hopes and a darker mind than mine,
You see yourself a pure, wise madonna,
But there you are, a shadow in some evil webs.

Overseas I summon you for innumerable times
You fill your ears with flesh and Sunday dreams,
I’ll drown you when your clippers meet
My loving arms you used to care.
I have been blessed with another chance
You ate your parts, thousands of souls,
Far away in the murmur of the air you breathe
You better run, faster than a bullet; as you know,
I never sensed a bit of fear
Even if it were to be buried afront, so close,
I’ll take a sip from you, a black widow wine.

— The End —