xvy - Hello Poetry

xvy Nov 2015

Mem'ries

Memories ought to come and go
Though to fade or to tarry
You cannot choose

All you wish to hold
Will be forcefully taken
Those that you bury
Will forcefully crawl out of your skin

Luna

#memories

xvy Nov 2015

What you are

I seek the answer to the conundrum
you have long become.

Luna

#you #answer #conundrum

xvy Nov 2015

Broken

I am a broken glass.
I am an empty mug.
I am a withered pine.
I am a tasteless gum.
I am a burnt out pipe.
I am a falling star.
What should I do?
Where should I go?

Luna

#broken #empty #star #glass #withered

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