Dear you , It's been a while since you last wrote .. I saw you curl up on your chair from across my patio , gazing into nothingness as if you were mourning a loss and you looked so much like the night sky.. devoid of her iridescent stars .. you felt like that ocean wave covered by an oil spill .. where neither light enters or exits . There was this antsy feeling of seeing you lost within that's inexplicable ..of being abandoned .. as you said the last time we spoke .. By your words . Like you I have often felt frost rest on the tip of my pen .. I have myself lived betwixt pauses of qualms as I saw my atelier devoid of words , metaphors .. a pause that seems like an eternity .. when one ends up questioning the worth of one's own words . So I know exactly what you feel and how forsakened you must feel . For what is a poet without words resting by his side ? But don't you despair . for nothing comes together when you see yourself fading away . look up at the sky .. isn't she beautiful ? she hides thunderstorms in her bosom , greys that do take away her aura from time to time .. but she always manages to get back her glow . So just wait . for that's what I do each time my words break away a link from me .. I simply mend that broken link and feel wholesome once again . Never stop writing . For you are your words . And they are pieces of your soul .
Sunrays attack, Yet you Stay black. Hiding the soul Of my easy face, Making it appear A subtle secret. Your charm Makes me striking, And presence Worth to flaunt. Thank you, Shades! My forever love.... Can't imagine a life Without you On my nose.
PS: I don't know what's wrong with me but it seems like my hormones are trying to express my crazy side. When I came across today's 'ode to your favourite stuff challenge', this is what came in my mind. Please bear this quirkiness of mine #writersnetwork#mirakee#ode