Where are you
sun?
Where have you
gone?
Will you ever come
back?
Night is long
and frightening
Sky moonless and
achingly dark
Only stars above
are twinkling
I can only hear my
beating
In my anxious thought
And singing of
night birds
I can see the
shadow of my mind
Alone in my precarious
vault
And the horror
of your absence
Why can’t we
have a talk?
Us alone at the
café
And see if we
can talk it out
Why have you
abandoned me?
Why can’t you
show up?
I’m talking to
you, sun
Why can’t you
see fear in my eyes?
Why can’t you
feel tears in my ducts?
Why can’t you hear
silence of my heart?
My heart is terrified
with vibe of anxiety
While eyes can testify
blind of blackness
You were once here
but now you are gone
You’ve now
became a memory
A wishful
thinking fills our mind
That you’ll again
show up
And you’ll
beautify the dawn
Other countless
suns can’t help
They faintly
pretend to shine
But they only
can see so near
I wish you were
at least here
I wish you were
here day and night
Only your warmth
touches the bare
Your rays dig
deep down under bed
Why can’t your
availability last?
Just a little
bit longer
Long enough to
offer stability
I know I’m being
too selfish
Yes, I’m
selfish; you should know that too
Here’s my
request as a poet
Steal the past
all your light
And kill the
night
Please kill the
night, sun
Take back your
throne it took
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