"arri" poems
Heaven may never come soon enough
It solely arrives when all is wrought
The closer we are the farther it feels
Chasing away in barren fields
Once again alone I lay
You're far away to my dismay
Every thought a silent prayer
Our hearts connect layer by layer
The taste of vine
The feeling of ***
Our eyes shine
And one we become
My thoughts your prayers
As yours are mine
Evermore our souls aline
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:04 PM UTC
At some point the momentum stops.
The drive goes away. The motion breaks.
you begin to break dow - STOP.
You pull the end. Make it swing again,
with every end has a new beginning.
tap your shoulder. It's time to anticipate
the pattern. And when the time finally
arri - STOP.
To be honest i miss you.
To be honest i lost my self.
To be honest I broke the minute you passed awa - STOP.
sometimes we have to avoid sinking.
we can't let things get deeper.
we have to stop.
and move again.
-jebe//
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 4:19 AM UTC