..
in another life
you will be mine
i think it's hurts
whom you love
what to do for him
if everything is presumed
but I can lose love
if I can't change
can't love my beloved

@Musfiq us shaleheen

.
what would stand out!
nothing is left to come back
do not wait
for fate
even if your eyes are staved off
on the dark canvas
draw a dream
life is such
broken game
.
@Musfiq us shaleheen

The old who,
In their youth were
Pride and beauty
In fateful combination-

Now stare in silent
Contemplation at the
Embers of a life unlived
And wonder how the
Years flowed making
Furrows of their skin

am I become an asterisk in your life,
a small reminder of what once was soul-deep,
was the trumpet-radiance of character?
I wander, unshod, in the wilderness created of myself,
to revisit a dystopian dream, where my soul-scars
bleach white from time’s long goodbye
and my caged heart sings a canary’s song to no one

am I become Bukowski’s consummation of grief
dancing on thorns to a choreography of remorse
to a dissonancy of love?

when did I become a mere star-point in your
wintercircle, lost in the wilderness of your sky,

an asterisk abandoned in your asterism?


c. 2017 Roberta Compton Rainwater