Hard rocks
Below my feet.
A songbird sings.
I start to weep.
A steaming teapot
Sat on the wall.
A cool breeze.
I start to bawl.
A lonely leaf
kisses the lake.
The branch softens.
It does not break.
A moss-coated doorframe
Water dripping down.
A splash on my forehead
Lifts up my frown.
Moonlight in the panes
Sharp like a dagger.
Cuts through thought.
My mind starts to stagger.
A hand-woven pillow
my head it shall meet.
The owl sings.
My soul falls asleep.
Jul 25, 2025
Jul 25, 2025 at 8:48 PM UTC
Hard rocks
Below my feet.
A songbird sings.
I start to weep.
A steaming teapot
Sat on the wall.
A cool breeze.
I start to bawl.
A lonely leaf
kisses the lake.
The branch softens.
It does not break.
A moss-coated doorframe
Water dripping down.
A splash on my forehead
Lifts up my frown.
Moonlight in the panes
Sharp like a dagger.
Cuts through thought.
My mind starts to stagger.
A hand-woven pillow
my head it shall meet.
The owl sings.
My soul falls asleep.