black, like the sound of silence.
heavy, like the emptiness of your absence.
salty, like guilt.
impervious, like the road to reach you.
long, like the echo of your memory.
every single night,
colorless.

I think

If I ever

Spoke

With you again

Tears would come

And they would never stop

I will drown

In that moment

Pulled under

My undoing

I am sunk

To the bottom

Of a hollow

Broken

Sea

With nothing

To resurrect me

Because only those with souls

Float

**

If this is the end,
Will we act like strangers again?

Me, I'm loveless
Chasing empty dream after dream
Holding on for so long
To something that's already gone downstream

You, you're loveless
For reasons I cannot fathom
Though I sense love seems to you
Like a bottomless chasm

Somewhere in this struggle,
love found you and me
When we need it most, love never lets us down

My heart, breaking into music
and my senses drifting away,
I fell for you.

It seemed like a heavy moment
You and me, cooped up
In the interval between one waning second and another..
Such a miniscule, yet such beauty

I swear I saw it in your faltering eyes
In the seconds you lingered near me
The throes of solitude
The longing to come close

I swear I heard it in the strain of your voice
You feeling that you had no choice

Why do you hide behind a veil of disdain
when your heart tells a different story?

Will we always remain two soundless hearts in love?

I have waited so long
To clasp your hand and take you far

I have longed night and day
To breathe in your scent and never let you go

Trust me, the daylight will never fade
And I will never leave your side
I know love's hard, but let's do this right
In our fanciest fantasies, let's reside

So my love, there goes it
A tiny piece of my heart, I place before you
Hoping that it renders my love true
Broken and bleeding, yet beating for you..

Am not sure when again to soar,
but to soar again, definitely am sure.
A wound to the chest but not enough to prevent my best.
The heart I still have, I shall again chest the open air and pull up my best cos my best yet is to step its foot on the last stair.
Though the wound is living behind a scar, the ground I won't stay because I am a star.
Deriving motivation from the vibration in and around, I'll have to put luggage of the past in the thrash very fast.
Yes, It is impossible to wash away the leopards spots, yet it has nothing to do with its hunting course.
This is staying around for long
but am assuring the world am strong.
Am still the eagle,
refusing to be depressed and forever remain single.
If a story is to be told of a broken person, it wont be of me, cos mine is going to be a courageous lesson.

made of clouds
evanescent
vagabond  into the sky
waiting for you to look up
before the wind
dissolves me