Remnants
My back to the moist grass.
head resting on my hands,
dew settling on my chest,
on a cold winter night,
eyes slowly closing to the heavens above,
in the remnant of your memories,
"Have you peeked outside brother.
your name is reflecting in full.
gaze at the moon dazzling tonight's sky.
A fitting 25th for you.
Alas! Only if you were around.
today, I have nothing but
the company of my own shadow,
cast on the tears soaked ground,
and of the flames burning
the void in my heart."
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
