Nostalgia

I finally close my eyes

Nostalgia for yesterday

Tears roll down my cheeks

Never again hold your hand

Never again to touch your face

 

Angels have fallen for less

And I will fall too

With a bottle pressed against my head

So I can forget

Your name on my lips

The last thing I'll say

Before I'm carried away

 

Lay me down

Beneath the ground

Among a bed of wildflowers

And a red clay halo

Surrounded by the broken

As the rain gently falls

 

These tears that I'm crying

Will fall upon your face

Gently, oh so coldly

My very last embrace

Starward's picture

Similtaneously beautiful and

Similtaneously beautiful and sad; and profoundly poignant in a way that would be hard to imitate.


Starward

Seraphim's picture

A Thought

It is said that there is beauty in suffering,; yet that doesn't make it any less melancholy.


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Starward's picture

That is profoundly wise.

That is profoundly wise.


Starward

Sassylass's picture

Fine

Word weaving.

sad,poignant, reflective,

enjoyed it

CKK


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

Words

 

Seraphim's picture

Thank You

Thank You.


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