With regards,
I write to the heart,
“Come home. "
She smiles to her stars
and whispers “ Soon"
White noise,
Blinding memory that comes and goes in Braille,
Sorry can't seal this in mail,
“Soon"
White roses no white lies,
Life behind wishful dreams,
A bouquet is another “ Sorry I forgot"
This is clearly maimed
Caged with a pack of wolves,
I learn how to howl,
Not to run in a pack,
Waiting for the full moon.
The darkest parts,
Behind them stars,
To shine on your way,
“Soon"
Even the curves of the ocean know home
. "Homebound"
- Author: Kwamboka Masereti (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 23rd, 2018 11:49
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
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