#harif
Possessed very little
other than my heart
a small cloth bag under his bed
in case he had to run
everything precious to him
a favourite book, a poem, a string
a pearl in a cage
he no longer can run
I can no longer hide
the heart that now
must die
Jun 30, 2024
Jun 30, 2024 at 3:52 AM UTC
You were everything
the sky, the clouds, the why
I was just me
now and then I made you smile
my heart smiled with you
The sky is empty
white clouds tossing tears
the laughter ran away
now everything is nothing
a grave of memories
Now is no more
Aug 8, 2024
Aug 8, 2024 at 11:58 PM UTC
to listen
we speak less
to care
words become soft
as clouds
from Paris to Berlin
it made me grin
the sky way to obnoxious there
back to Paris it is
the sky more blue
where purple grapes
ferment into poetic verse
Aug 11, 2024
Aug 11, 2024 at 12:30 AM UTC
The Necklace
little pieces of myself
a bag of memories
ripped holes
discarded
an empty bottle
very empty
a necklace chokes me
enticing me
to the waters edge
the cage opens
the pearl falls
to the rivers bottom
I am no more
a love that embraced death
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:40 AM UTC