I look into the hollow eyes,
Where once dreams danced,
Into the darkness of the hurt souls,
I glance,
They speak to me volumes,
Oblivious,
The world lives on,
Like ghosts they stand,
Invisible they suffer,
So,
I gather the scarred pieces,
Of the once happy heart,
The wind scatters the promises,
That were torn apart,
In the depths of the oceans,
I count the hidden tears,
With the waves I travel,
To read the words they smear,
I untangle the knots of the past,
To set them free,
All their pain,
Now belongs to me …
While listening to the lullabies
I forget about the thunder and the rain
In the ocean, when I drown in it
I forget the pain inflicted upon myself.
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Brilliantly written. The rhymes, words, sentences go along pretty well. And I Love it. Although, why don’t you set up pairs of statements instead of each individual line? This way the whole poem seems a little bit messed up, you don’t know where to expect the next rhyme.
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Thank you :)
I don’t understand. Can you explain how it seems messed up? Rhyme really is not my thing, this just happened :)
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