Six straight bottle of beers
Pick yourself up, walk in the clear
My last text was a revelation
Your response was a mere reaction
Of what comes for us tomorrow.
You built a barrier of cashmeres
A deafening silence calling for tears
But a smirk is all I can give
I don’t breathe agony. It’s not how I live
Truth sets me free, the cliché disabled you from me
You are now blinded by my reality
It’s still me, the weird girl you once fancy
I can only plead in silence
My words to bend the stereotype of my decadence
But this won’t keep me still, I need to pay the bill.
Our short memories will be my reference
A proof of being felt above the city of iridescence
Thousand miles apart
All I have is a pen and paper to deliver my heart
To a definite, saddening, heartbreaking end
Cheers!
This expires the vague collage of our happy trend.
Wow!Its winter now
It is time for some snow
Indeed a beautiful show
From morning till night
Every moment a delight!
Infront of the Fireplace
Life becomes a chilly place
We put on cashmeres and cottons
So comfortable and always so very warm
Gods heavenly light reaches us each dawn!
It is winter now
So lets renounce
War and hate
Lets polish our world
With peace and love
Until Laughter and happiness
Envelops each and every place!
When the sky is raining tears,
and you reflect on all your years,
wasted lifetime hoarding fears,
a life or burlap, not cashmeres.
The ticking of the clock persists,
as time, they say, does not exist,
can time and timeless coexist?
can you hold them in your fist?
All your joints are getting stiffer,
life's not short, you beg to differ,
you wish the days and nights were swifter,
as you suppress a potent shiver.
©Danielle White
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