Across those murky depths I wept,
tears dropped like weights of lead.
They kept on flowing even as I slept.
In ripples upon the deep dark depths
I saw my face, flush red with regret,
in circumspect moments of self-neglect,
I swam in those lakes, of tears that I'd left.
My dreams became unstuck,
like a gown of sleep slipping
Into the moonstruck mucky depths.
Those waters so dark and deep.
I dredged through these fluid thoughts
that wilfully crept through my head whilst
in sleep my tears still wept. Dreams derelict.
Pain rippling the surface
as my body slept through the rain.
To find
a rose
being swept
along the
water’s edge.
That rose,
a reminder of love.
Arrows flew inside
but my heart arose,
to fly so high above.
It beat a rhythm,
to every lonely heart.
Don't feel alone.
It drummed,
there is someone
just waiting
for the right time
to come.
I listened, and realised,
to my surprise
the tears had started to dry from my eyes..
So, like my heart my hope did rise,
singing in sweet, improvised lullabies.
Love will arrive when time decides,
don't fear the way
that future roads may lie.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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