Set your footprints in a place where it won’t fail. In my world I’ll take you. In a sky unshaken, where both sun and air collapse in muteness... Please roll your breath down on my face, lead it to my chest, lift my voice like the way your eyes open doors--from this day that I am certain, from this day that I am unknown. I have nothing from the very beginning, I'll be getting nothing in the end. Look this is my life, it should not pass you by.

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the last love poem of an insomniac

Monday, August 3rd, 2009

 

 


Look at this world it is changing,
Faster than the snowflakes that dries in your hands and
Kisses that lost warmth, skin that can no longer feel
Writers dying, saying goodbye to love.

Look at my eyes, they are falling asleep,
But cannot be tucked in this poem of somebody else’s dream.
Blossoming someday until the senses recover,
The resurrection and embrace of this silly line of the poet.

Promise me the fence will never grow tall.
Cast the spell that can erase the ocean of its cloud.
But don’t show me the road to be taken.
I have my own way. My love will seek you blind and hopeful.

So this last kiss will commence the change.
The end that truly ends and that means to end,
I wonder why we’re not crying though it is sadness that we exchange.

Ah yes I know now, the world is changing but love will remain the same.

I love you.

I love you so much that I need this sleep.

 

 

*written July 12 2006 2pm and I don’t where.

 

 

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i love this poen that it made me realize that a poet can actually write a good poem even with the absence of love…

kudos!

Posted by wanderer at August 4, 2009, 12:25 pm

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