He feels himself drifting along the lunar waves,
Looking for a saviour inside the ripples of the moon,
While he begs for forgiveness and crawls toward the sun,
Belonging to something else, he finds he drowns in his doom...
Supposed interruption of printed paragraph of mind,
In a book once, and brought to life by the reader's tears,
He is erased from a society surrounded by featherweights,
A structured sentence ripped up by the rapture of her fears...
To be a beloved being in the capture of her moonlit eyes,
He opens his arms and cries aloud for another chance to lead,
She spreads her shy wings and flies high like an innocent sparrow,
Until she lands on her back, shot down by the unseen hunter's greed...
So he dies a little inside, and he buries himself alive,
Within the memories of her journal forever he will remain,
Not a day will go by that he doesn't feel cold and and broken,
Like that day she died, and left him to lie inside his dark domain...
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Poem / Other
Poem / Religion and Spirituality
Poem / Fantasy
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