#bluelight
hate this world
full with broken dreams
never brings a new hope
even only one for me.
broken dreams I've made
'till I can't wake up.
killing myself in the dream
'till I can't breathe.
nobody cares,
nobody ever wonders why
and it's all my body and soul
form a constellation in the darkest sky.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:38 PM UTC
tears sweep away the nectar,
turning it becomes salty,
it's the taste of tasteless heart.
blood bleeds on my scar,
turning it into blood red,
it's the taste of bleeding heart.
sweet doesn't taste so sweet,
what sweet really is?
it's the taste of broken dreams.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:36 PM UTC
"who will love sad soul?"
she is just a broken poet
who writes bad poetry.
"who will like her poem?"
she uses her blood and tears
to write broken poem.
(deep down inside
she has known the answer)
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:31 PM UTC
I'll turn my eyes
into the stars
and put them in the sky.
they'll show you
the way to go home,
even if the day is dark.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:29 PM UTC
will I be the star?
who will continue to shine,
even if my light is dim.
will I be the moon?
who will share the light with night,
even if no sun is existed.
will I shinning true?
am I the brightest true?
or I'm waiting for the time to explore?
but, I still believe one day,
I'll show my light is brighter than the sun
brighter than you've seen before.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:26 PM UTC
I'm the moon
who's formed from debris.
without light of the sun,
I'm just a dark permanent natural satellite,
who give no light to people at night.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:22 PM UTC
when all my hopes are broken,
it turns myself into blue
and I'm feeling heartbroken,
this feeling is so true.
listen to the mournful melody
and all the tunes mock at me,
say "I'm not belong to this
as I will worse them all."
tell the stars about my story
and I say do not worry.
as I will be fine,
when the sun starts to shine.
I will wait on the bridge,
waiting to see the last sunrise
and I'll go somewhere sombre,
so I will always be fine.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 9:21 PM UTC
B urn glittering with
L ight,
U nder the starry sky,
E ndlessly as my love.
L oving you are blue,
I ntensely, irately,
G etting more and more.
H opping you
T o see when I'm still burning with light.
Aug 3, 2021
Aug 3, 2021 at 10:42 PM UTC
Hues of blue wash the evening sky
The moon, alone,
In deference to the sun-
-Which burns and warms and loves. And gives life.
To all within it's fatal grace.
A mistress which both loves and hates and bathes one in its warm embrace and kills one lest you lack respect.
The Bluelight Special
peaks above
The Eastern scape
And scans the West.
In hues of copper, rust and red
The Western sky cools as the day
And as the sun now fades away
In all her glory still she burns
And still she clings
And still she flicks
And spits and licks
Her flaming wrath
Her's is this world
And yet her grace
Which graces all
Is not enough
'Fore all her strength, nay! despite her grip
The world rotates
Though she objects
Yet nature does what nature does
And time ticks on-
-the day now gone
The Bluelight Special rises clear
And soft and bright
And rules the night
In peace it whispers
Can you hear?
The Bluelight Special says to you and me and he and she,
it whispers and the words
you hear
are...
Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC