Tonight I can write
My sorrowful heart
That bleeds willingly
To keep me living.
As I gaze
The mourning moon,
Can see her face.
The lips are missing
In the sky
And on the earth, mine.
Don’t search
Let them rest
Somewhere.
Those eyes shed pale fluid
May be decayed grief
Or marrow of desire.
And I lick it here
To taste
What is not.
My sorrowful heart
That bleeds willingly
To keep me living.
As I gaze
The mourning moon,
Can see her face.
The lips are missing
In the sky
And on the earth, mine.
Don’t search
Let them rest
Somewhere.
Those eyes shed pale fluid
May be decayed grief
Or marrow of desire.
And I lick it here
To taste
What is not.
2 comments:
At last you have published your first post. Keep it up.
It's a nice piece.
Requiescence -(synonyms) ease, leisure, relaxation, repose, rest.
Your poetry gives the spiritual meaning of Requiescence.
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