• blahhhhhhh 209w

    Haiku, Triolet, Envelope, Pantoum, Limerick, Haynaku
    (Limericks are supposed to be funny, but here it isn't)

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    Pieces of peace

    All I own are words,
    that'll fade again with the
    rise of a new moon.



    At the edge of the night,
    Beyond my verse,
    I'd want your heart to mark its right.
    At the edge of the night,
    We'll write some songs
    Reciting the loop of times gone worse,
    At the edge of the night
    Beyond my verse.



    I'll festoon each letter falling
    freely in your name, will etch my
    words within a raging alloy
    Till my poetry starts bleeding.



    I'll let it dry after a night long weep,
    I'll find its core, kindle it's fire again
    For my words would have bled enough and more
    While longing for your touch and a peek at your soul.

    My eyes would desire your heart's light,
    I'll find its core, kindle it's fire again.
    I'd hope for a bath in your words,
    While longing for your touch and a peek at your soul.

    My eyes would desire your heart's light,
    For my words would have bled enough and more
    While longing for your touch and a peek at your soul.
    I'll let it dry after a night long weep.



    The night would pass and so would the day
    Tomorrows won't fall, only rise to stay.
    My proses might see the end of the dawn
    But I hope you'd still walk me through the lawn,
    And we'll go for a stroll, about a forever away.



    Forever
    is only
    a little away

    ©halcyon