Crinkled pages,
Dancing pen.
Lines erased and
Words scribbled
Down while empty.
Vacant spaces
Filled to the brim
With bittersweet
Honey, as the mind
Suckles onto the
Letters like they're
The equivalent of
Nature's finest candy.
Prying questions
Roll off the writer's
Tongue as they narrate
Some fickle mindscape.
Hidden under shadows
Of turning pages, valleys
Claim imagery under moon
And sunlit skies to breach
Widowed souls and capture
Their untamed hearts of
Silver and gold, with ease.
Flickering about,
Churning wildly—
Endlessly onto an
Unknown path of
Winding crossroads
And bridges of ember
Burning, akin to that
Of the fire building
In the eyes and lungs
That breathes it in.
Rivers of stone
Call forth tides
Of an ocean reef,
Harnessing the
Unadulterated,
Drawn-in edges.
Breathing held
Still, an oath of
Which some dare
To cross— the line
Of mind, soul, and
Peacefully cruel
Imagination.
They whisper
Birdsongs and
Envy liberty in
Their hollow
Cages where they
Lay flightless.
Eyeing those
Flocks of birds
That wither away
In the skies with
Crippled wings—
As if that truth
In itself is some
Grand thing. Well—
. . .
The luminary
Clock on my
Desktop blinks.
10:23 AM.
I shall stop now—
Tomorrow is another
Day to wallow in my
Weathered notebook.
10:25 AM.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
You Carry On To Bring Light
PuisiThis is a collection of my best works of poetry written so far. Alterations and changes may be made later on as new poems are added (a few old ones may be deleted as better ones are written). Note: This anthology does not include any works from my "...
