It is
As a distant memory
Fleeting in thought
Fools gold scribes hark
As day
Kiss night into darkness
Eviscerates all it encompass
I suffer
The thought of you
Where children's laughter
Magical
Your favorite flower bloom
Love that last forever
A beating heart presumes
Memories dolent hue
Dole out in few
I grasp
With every sustainable
Ounce of energy
As a fish out of water gasping for air
I grasp
For one last memory of you
For surely without
I am as
A grain of sand within an Hourglass
Sullen and alone
I carry the chains of a desolate Man
Haunted by
Ephemeral memories...
Fool's Gold
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Fallen Stars
الشعرA collection of poetry, prose, brevity, musings, writings and chaotic scribbling from dachaoticmind.
