Ashes of good-old days

by Ya----Na   Aug 22, 2018


Didn't we fall together
from the cliff of that insane dream
to touch the light?

Then why you still have those wings of glory,
and
I am missing a part of myself?
My soul is stuck
in between the dappled shadows of depression,
and yours landed on hope
to move towards the dawn of happiness...
why?

Often,
in the flames of the night,
I remember the good-old days —
set on fire
while I was busy listening to the songs of desperation,
and you kept on losing the passion for poetry
to end up on untitled notes.

The Perspective of proximity has died
in my heart too.

Could you please follow the leaves of my scars
one last time,
and meet me under the tree of harmony?

We will immerse its ashes into
the river of forever...
while watching the sunset
I have saved in my eyes
for you.

3


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 5 years ago

    by naaz

    Touched my heart too........

    All the best!

  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Lovely piece of penned poetry...

    " We will immerse its ashes into
    the river of forever...
    while watching the sunset
    I have saved in my eyes
    for you."

People Who Liked This Also Liked