l o s t

 leaves are seared
stems are dry up
making the trees
looks bowed shame
water is dripping
out of nowhere
perhaps it’s from the moon
which is crying
stars are dims
lost of passion
maybe they are bored
darkness
everywhere

barrenness
no sign of life
as if all were silent
so quiet
am I alone
and
where is the sun
will it rise
will it shine
for I would know
where am I

 

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33 thoughts on “l o s t

  1. Haunting, beautiful. I would never have thought of stars as bored. So interesting. Well done and thanks for stopping by to visit me. I have not had time to visit as many blogs as I wanted to, there are so many really wonderful writers. But my schedule is calmer soon so hopefully I can read more. I would like to read more of yours, for sure. Hugs,pat

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