There are times my heart speaks for me, this is the place I keep its voice. - Ash
summer is closing September trips at its door a fall worth taking
I found a lost penstarted to write words with itforever, I write
as darkness bleeds inthis shade and its salty tasteprove I am alive
A blinking cursor the heartbeat of a writer stories forever
October is herememories a certain hueorange colour most
as light goes awaydarkness grows and consumes mewill the sun return
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When I see your tearsa million mirrors reflectpain inside of me
That night was eternal drifting toward a forever sleep voices falling faintthoughts of tomorrow escaping with time slipping away I walked toward a light I was not scared to followbody … Continue reading A Night That Almost Lost Tomorrow →
My heart beats loudestfor someone no longer therekeeping me alive
more time between usmore our hearts break us in twowhen I think of you
I am surroundedin a life so full of lovewhy am I alone?
Like a flower starvingI long for your lighta drop of youreplenish meor…leave me to wilt
Picking rain touchesseen there beyond the windowblending with our tears
Take me to a Springwhere every day was as young as Iand the sun would come winking through the curtains
I’m looking around,at him, at her, at themmad, confused…mostly scaredof something that may not even be thereand all I can think about is you
Under this street lightpouring down rain in the coldalone, and done wrong
Love is like the heart losing its breath, and there’s only one person who can return the air. – Ash
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the ocean called out for me todayits salt carried to my lips by a piercing winda message kept from a childhood forgotten
I remember first being coldalone, outside and inmy eyes sore, drainedpinched red
I haven’t looked up in a while I did…last night you were there as promised with a smile that saved my day
Two lonely words… I’ve said them a few. They always stare back, when they’re meant for you.
I held the prettiest flower this morning. It reminded me of you. Sadly, it too had been plucked from its roots.
I had you for a while, then…I lost you to the sea. Alone in these narrows, until the day you return to me.
I punish for love, you punish forever.
You broke my heart once more. But, it’s OK. At least it felt something.
Without you, my life is my sentence.
Late at night, when it’s just me and the moon. We both pray you’ll return with the sun.
You were already dead to me. But, I couldn’t stop my heart, when yours did.
By the ocean, before the night. I broke, from missing you.
Let me sing to you, my daughter, so I may make the strings of your heart, play music that’s in between.
A poet should be so crafty with words that he is envied even for his pains. – Criss Jami
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