"lefting" poems
Long live the bond
The one which shall no broke
Full with trust and pride
Words that my heart doesn't recognize
Once a time i believed
They run, they hide
Inside the fog they'll decide
Long live the ash
One used to be a bond
The memories of a chaos
Bur no time for cries, so they don't recognize
In the table
It seems a corner
They see their own truth
They don't understand, they don't want to recognize
Lost
Every one there is lost
There is no sign of hope
In midnight they arrive
To steal the future of anyone
Only lefting a black mask
In the end humanity have been chained
Chains of hate and misuderstanding
Long live the new traitor
The one who has seen everything
Is in a dead end
Only left to pretend
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 12:40 PM UTC
When you were
coming
then wind lefting
the sea-travel
to start to walk
on soil.
Whenever you
came out from
bathroom to
outside
the sun hug
with its rays.
Whenever you
try to sleep
on the bed
at that time
the body forget
to take rest
think just
about you.
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC
I looked around me
I see everyone lefting me
When I was drowning In here,
In this gloomy sea .
Yet
I shouted out for help
But I guess no one hear ,
But when I asked the reason
They say "we don't care "
Everyone left alone ,me.
By making million excuses...
No one left now..
Only Darkness engulfed me..
"No one's here for help "
But when I realised this.
It was to late for me..
Cause I'm chocked by .
By this sea of gloom.
But what I know is someone with me
That's why I won't loose the hope
To be continued
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 1:43 AM UTC
This path
from Petworth
to the drowsy metro
is a bite of sun
across cherry branch
into the water head.
Greenleaf ways
& the grass throw
of the hum rails
cross the lefting
memory of a ride
in a salt shadow.
Saturday's breath
is sold to the hill
& in return
I get to keep
the sweet javelin
of her thought.
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 12:55 AM UTC