There are only dusk and dawn, cloud and sky,
Old tree and me, pieces of regret and cry. Only the waves of spreading wings of bird, Not even a single voice of a single word.
If loving is an abstract activity,
Then I am surrender to the gravity. Breathing for me is real but invisible, Like our past relationship, unsinkable.
Those days when I said it feels like dying,
It wasn’t more than a leaf that was falling. I am sorry, many times I lied to you, Now I know what dying means, it’s true.
I am waiting, for the sun rises and sets in prime,
Sitting all alone memorizing the lost time. Still I am in black years after you’re gone, It defines that my life without you is undone. Latest Dark Poems Creative poems on Loss Amazing poems on Old age
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Jimi was crazy in his days of purple haze Getting tossed with the sauce As a mouse is stuck in its maze Had screaming sounds with his guitar He was a shooting star Never will there ever be a man
Don’t you stare at me like that how can I look back at you on seeing your moist Eye reluctant to burst out I know it is terrible to lose someone so close to your heart but It is equally
I saw the soldiers Marching off to war. Lean, strong and hard Like young lions. I went to a mirror and there I saw a grey haired, fat old man. How did this come to be, What happen I ask
Are you too busy drinking While I’m on the floor sinking Are you too busy forgetting about me Getting high around 3 Forgetting who was always there for you All we had been through Do I even know this new
It is only your hands I want on me, your sweet breath at my ear. I need you forever and ever, my love, your soft whispers I ache to hear. The hour grows dark, the shadows stir. I need you