"unparralleled" poems
Let's flee together to distant shores, with sights to behold, tales of the melodies untold.
Teeming fields with blisters of hope.
Even as we flee, i want you to look forward, give into these sensations, let these emotions flow.
Memories or stories untold, to the future, pass the baton.
Sail through the winds, cruise with your fragile tows.
Let it go, let it loose. Become a force, not a man. With energies unparralleled, swift as wind, ride your horses without a saddle.
For you have lost none, except the fields you have never battled.
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 11:52 AM UTC
For all the saddest words of tongue and pen,
the saddest is almost.
She almost left her agony of defeat.
She almost broke her walls.
She almost laid down her cards.
She almost found home.
She almost said yes.
They were almost there.
Tonight, she's almost sober.
The moon; the unparralleled witness
of what could have been a radiant tale of amour.
But like almost lovers,
he will forget the color of her eyes
and she will forget his.
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 11:22 AM UTC