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Sophie Chen Jul 9
Your haunting, haunting visage
akin to smoke
a remnant
mourning for light- any form of respite.
Spiralling and writhing languorously
to the sun.

In my mind's bleary eye
The dust in the air is
kicked up by your
Departing steps
which
leaves behind this scattered bouquet of
my broken heart?
Someone help give this a name?
Sophie Chen Mar 25
Bright spring
But a pale shadow flicks
Behind my
Back

It reaches for
my hand

Grasps tightly,
like memory
Whispers,
sweet nothings

“Oh, \my beloved,
how I-
miss you”

Delusion, only a breeze,
Yet pitched so familiar
In tone

And my heart’s resolve
Falls through
like water
And I cannot help but

recall past summer’
Ever walk past a familiar place and recall a memory? Or hear a voice in the wind and think, thats them.
Sophie Chen Mar 25
Through monochrome skies
I watch the
stippled
Leaves of auburn
rot.
as time turns back
to that one autumn,
We parted through cooling ashes
leaving my heart's blood
to fall as red leaves
I remember reading a poem that had this beautiful scene, watching red leaves fall from a tree, like your heart was bleeding.
Sophie Chen Mar 25
Take a hiatus
to the petal adorned
sidewalks,

floating above reflections
of a pale canopy
Puddles-
of which are
doors back to reality
Ever have a dream so comforting, you never wish to leave?

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