120 hours, 6 days, 5 sleeps
Less than a week, more than a few days
A drop in one's life
Merely a moment in time
A crying sky ends my reverie
Realization is sudden
My mood matches this slate sky
To taste a kiss, touch, scent, all tumbling
Behind my eyes
120 minutes... Only!/
Feels longer, what used to fly has become loadstone
Reality, squawking from a black box
Focus, my judgement, my life line
The silence chimes forward
Fatigue putts glossy windows to bed
End of day 1
72 hours
Day 3, exited yearning
Harried, but unmoving
3 days, no sound
Pacing recklessly, wanting
Denied
The day is still grey
Features crease at a thought
-I miss you-
Silly, jovial, distraught, heated
I feel less, dimmed light, no blaze
12 minutes later, same sky, sapphire showing
An illusion of water highlights the clouds
Closer
96 hours
1 sleep
The morning sun took me
Enveloped, blasting away all adversity
Warmth (you), speechless(you)
And I smile
Tomorrow, not far
Barely a thought
What was bleak, now "n'importe"
Laugh out loud, shake my head
Amber eyes and ivory, taste of satin
My palms are sweaty, mouth dry
The excitement
24 hours, hold on!
End of day 5
120 hours wink and it's gone
What a cruel lifetime
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