"overfly" poems
No matter what happens inside or outside ,
my lonely dark heart will always follow you
as a homeless ghost
'cause inside it you're the silvery shine
even when there's no light to signal ,
Even in a way with no return.
Well for sure I'll hit the road to hell tonight
along the evil ways ,
along the corners of tomorrows and yesterdays
I’ll always meet you again
No matter how deep I'll sink this time
‘cause my mind is place where angels won’t overfly.
I said your name once to change this taste of bitterness
so can breath should be enough.
Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 7:29 PM UTC
Earlier I had a look,
To a beautiful brook,
But day by day and night by night,
As the sands of time passed by,
The brook turned into a gigantic cry,
With water ***** black and plants did die,
And humans wanted a overfly.
It took thirty seconds to cross that bridge,
But many years for that brook to come beneath bridge.
That thirty seconds gave me a look,
How intelligently we drained that brook.
That's why I say humans are great crook.
Earlier I had a look,
To a beautiful brook.
Now I look it again,
That horrible sight gives me pain,
Again and again more pain I gain.
That sight keeps flashing in my mind,
And broke my dream of utopian world,
Now I believe my dream was inert.
That bridge was sign of developed human civilisation,
What faces of ours will be portrayed to our advanced future generation.
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 11:29 PM UTC
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In dreams,
I thought I saw a butterfly overfly our heads
wearing the dawn folded in wings,
a pair of God's eyes, peptants and atrocious.
And I was dirt, my hair, grass
that your feet treaded on.
My name was a song of silence in your mouth,
my verses, a diffuse memory in your mind,
my soul, hung on the branches, made you shadow.
And my love for you weighed, like the sun
when, at dusk, it leans over the field.
Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 8:07 PM UTC