Friday, November 21, 2014

Rhythm and Rhymes

I'll let the waves pass as the shore flickers green, and blue, and the sand gleams colors brighter than me.

I'll let the words we once held melt as the fires burn our walls down.

I'll let the violins in my head pierce the strings of time as you whisper to me rhythms and rhymes.

Rhythms and rhymes, that are no more.
A blank page pasted against a black door.

I'll let the hands drop by my side as the weight of us drowns.

It seems neither you or I were fit to wear our crowns.

What should I tell my sister, my brothers, my friends?

Tell me, surely, you and I have not come to the end...

Rhythms and rhymes, that are no more.
Just a blank page pasted against a black door.

1 comment:

  1. This is beautiful and heart-stirring. I hope you're doing alright, Sophie. <3 If you need a friend to talk to, I'm here.