Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2018
I plant the flowers
deep in the dark land.
They are bloom,
roots inverted in the stars.
Who can tolerate it
as if darkness covered,
this silence without revenge?
The wind blows in my ear
like bees,
Her words gets mixed up in my thought.
But then I wake up.
The bells heard again ..
The words were turned off, but my blood was recalled.
They look like her. She look like;
Easy to finish her life alone
Who love her enough
in the song I listened ?
It hurtful her words to telling me.
Night no longer sleep, one
dream has become.
The light has reached the endless …
H.хренников

Dark drive: Crash
n-khrennikov
Written by
n-khrennikov  M/Saratov
(M/Saratov)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems