shadows
in
black and white
bleeding
reflection
on paper
where
naked words
quietly hides
my soul
planted in
orbit on
a balcony
of cloud
eternal
emotions
like rivers
flows
devouring
my shadow
like a gem
in the sky
time melts
where
memories
recede
lightning
shatters
the darkness
as the crescent
moon lights
my soul
©AvdL 2015
Imagine it
The moment she planned for
And sold her soul for
In her room a flickering flame
Believing it to be a dream
Her mind floating through a tunnel
Half a shadow, a golden light
Like a subtle painting
Eaten by the shadows
Everything she sought to keep
That is all it will take
Her name in ink..and paper
Imagine it
Her eyes wide opened
♥♥♥ I'm so happy that you decided to stop by! Come in...rest your mind for a while. You might relate to my poetry as I write with passion and from the heart. Just living is not enough...one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower. Thanks for reading...from my corner of the world, Australia ♥♥♥
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