A Healing Place

AllTheRandomThings


Notice of absence from AllTheRandomThings
If.I'm.Not.Here/I'm.There...As.The.Wind.Blows.So.Does.
The.Unheard.Memories.Of.What.We.Could.Of.Shared.
If.I.Were.Present.

The fractures of love
Boil and crackle into a liquidated abyss.
Walls of constant silence that I am undeserving of.
A romantic first kiss, to the butterflies our thoughts often dismiss.
Those emotional memories I long for, yet I wish would never exist.
How I love the winds gust, and the cities rioting song as I subsist.
Absence subdues a lonely soul, and acceptance was the secret.

  • Authors: AllTheRandomThings (Pseudonym)
  • Visible: All lines
  • Finished: April 28th, 2018 16:00
  • Limit: 7 stanzas
  • Invited: Public (any user can participate)
  • Comment from author about the poem: Relate.Reflect.Create.Become.Feel.Pour.Emotions.Distill.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 69


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