raining heartbeats
the burdened sky
frees my soul
clasped by shadows
moving and stealing
the light away
darkness comes in
to devour and chain
me to a memory still
and all i can utter
is your name like
a prayer ~ i, ever so
silent, mute, unspeaking
my spirit whispering
infiniteness, forever
to a moment i have
yet to hold.
xxi ordinary things | poem ten
posted by
imani
, Friday, July 24, 2009 at 10:00 PM, in
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