#urn
My body is the urn that holds my ashes.
No matter how I change its shape and design,
its purpose stays the same.
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 11:25 PM UTC
maybe someday I'll give you everything inside of me.
maybe someday we'll hold each other and this time - not let go.
you inhale the gold dust kept in an urn as you open it to scatter the ashes.
like secret stars that aren't allowed to shine.
the light has gone out of my life. X
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 8:34 AM UTC
I cannot count the nights devoted to you
Wishing at candle flame for your eyes
Adornment and absolute
You were the one to fan the spark
Raging fires under fingertips
Strong hands down onto heartbeat
Controlling breath with trace
Movements like a conductor
I was your muse
The piece that would give you forever
Obtain the stars and guide reunion
Together we shall not fall again
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 10:17 PM UTC
who'll hold your memories
recite them like a fabled story
a land
where you held hands
leaving a long trail under infinite sky?
who'll hold your urn
enshrine it as a priceless relic
when you exile
far far away
where heaven is called a home ?
Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 11:56 AM UTC
Her last words
preserved in his empty heart,
like ashes kept in an urn-
to remember the times
when she is not
and
the time
when they were.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 1:30 AM UTC
The Stars will collide and the ashes will cover our grounds
- Tiffanie Noel Doro
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burn my body,
flesh and bone just the same•
let loose my soul so it might be free•but
save my remains before the wind comes to
claim•so you'd remember me as the dream-
er infinitely•pluck the stars from the night
skyline•don't forget the moon for I adore
it so•grind them to dust and scatter the-
irs with mine•i'd have them as comp-
any to the place I will go•handle me
with care, no you must not spill•
ashes and dust...funnel me in
turn•place me near, on the
mantel or the sill•my for-
ever will then be sealed
in your cold...shelved...
urn•
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 6:12 AM UTC