To my other half whose existence
To me remain unknown.
Within this illusion of time
I come and will fade.
But whether the sun rises
There at east or west.
Today is yesterday's tommorow,
And today is tomorrow's yesterday.
At this moment that I breath and live
With every inch of my soul
I hope that you do too.
Yet if I cease to exist when my time freeze,
Would you come to meet my
Soul in this universe that
To you remain unknown?
Whether you will ever know
This or not, I will tell you this,
My yin cannot keep surviving
Without your yang.
Therefore if there ever exists a land where
The sky and sea kisses,
There we will meet,
At the 25th hour on the 32nd day
Of the 13th month.
YOU ARE READING
things the moon whispered by the shore
Poetry" the stars are the agony of a broken moon." this book is a collection of my best poems and thoughts from my personal 'thoughts and poetry' series. hope you all enjoy.
