An Obituary III (Cinquain) (1) 3 HM

by D.

Your voice,
leaking portraits...

singular. (1) 3

by prasanna

the literature of you can be summarized
in one word – loneliness...

death as a scorned lover. 3

by prasanna

and if i die,
i don’t want you to mourn me...

Sunday Rant (3) 3

by nouriguess

It's not your OCD
when you like things...

introspection at ungodly hours. (1) 3

by prasanna

those three syllables that drank from tropical
waters, grew roots that tapped into the alveoli...

Timepiece (1) 3

by Sunshine

I draw the sun
between the shades of time...

Endmost 3

by Sunshine

I leave for you my past
and the last paddle in the sea...

Robbed (2) 3

by Sunshine

I hope those pieces you stole from me
can fill the gaps of your soul...

Draping New (6) 3

by Gracy Judith

No more grey-edged yesterdays
brimming monotony...

White (1) 3

by Sunshine

Yesterday,
my heart was embroidered...

Into Nothingness (1) 3

by Sunshine

You were not my past;
you were the lost intervals...

Relinquish 3

by Sunshine

Kill me in a poem you inspire,
let me write you in my pen...