I Poet

yaskhan

I feel 
The touch of your smile
Like Cello Suite No.1 in G major

Rhymes hang heavy
In translucent tears
Eyelashes tickled
By star visions
Orion and Artemis
In sky’s eternity

From trauma
I make poetry
Dreams are like
Scattered leaves
On an autumn wind

There’s hesitation
In my thoughts
Like a broken melody

I listen like birds listen to the sky
My fingers wrap their
Aquamarine wisdom
Blossoms quiz the sun
Wild flowers burn the horizon
Meteors burst in the hills

My page waits
For the rawness of my words.

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