Requiem To a Dying Year

January 
Too abstract too plain 
The memories January hoards 
How do I calculate the weight of longing ?

February 
I held poetry in my palms 
To grow where the rainbows blossom  
Why is it so hard to write about love ?

March 
Colouring the void 
Within and without 
Not even the crickets sing anymore 

April 
Moons that followed as everywhere we went 
And the ice pellets we picked in the rains 
What happened to the world we knew as children ?

May
Freedom from subtlety 
There’s something about simplicity 
And my ineffable words that rhymes with reason 

June
Lampshades on fire
Dawn begins to creep 
Who placed a Bounty on my head ?

July
So why don’t you give it a try  
Lend me a hand see if it reaches me 
I will meet you half way 

August 
In your bliss 
Far fetched from my glory 
Don’t forget me when you are famous 

September
Poised for the healing 
A blooming A trance 
You can have it all ,my jar of wishful thoughts 

October
Holding your absence 
Then the quite explosion 
Why does your words sound like silence ? 

November 
My tears became a river that craved an impossible blue 
My tears never reached earth 
You were never here 

December 
And in all hope 
More smile more love more chocolate 
What the world really needs now .
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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