#glories
I will be forgotten
and I am waiting for it.
At first, you realized it
or in the last, you knew about it.
The time that brought you to grow
always explained to you that the suffering seems like the voices you can’t hold.
I will be forgotten
and you knew that I am waiting for it.
You tried to tell me about it.
But at first, I decided to be calm in every moment I can do.
The wind that blows.
The sun that always let me glows.
It will be remembered.
but I will still be forgotten.
The story that told you in every book you love just leave me memories.
That’s a gift so I had to keep them as I had many glories.
I will be forgotten.
All I wish I could do is only tell you
so it will be remembered.
Sep 14, 2021
Sep 14, 2021 at 9:11 AM UTC
Take me to the line
Whisk me to the end
A place of lived reality
Where it makes sense
Take me to the river
Drown me in a fall
A place of abstraction
Where magic happens
Take me to the icecaps
Freeze me on the peaks
A place of surreality
Where ecstasy copulate
This space of fiction
*** brewed as a drug
Lovers a bought right
Lines of ruins and glories
Draw the line to see
A bridge of realness
A tow halved illusions
Drag me to the in-betweens
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
spring's color palette
paints a resplendent canvas
of floral glories
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 7:01 AM UTC