words erased from paper
last star in galaxy consumed by black hole
sound of a fallen tree in forest
never heard, never seen
all forever laid to rest
under nameless tomb of eternity.
A poem orbits around the moon
And a poet dangles on metaphors
This hazy starry night
The quill a harpoon
Whaling stories from
Sea in the inkpot
In darkest of nights
breathe in the silence
breathe out sunlight.
Mercy is the soil in which heart bears fruit of love.
Learn from everyone
Follow on one.
She stopped making castles in the sky
And meandered along a river of sunshine leaking through clouds
In a sea ruled by no king.