This is written based on Living Poetry music prompt.
My bed is soaked in the aftermath of night terrors
My body is weaker than the candle wick
Wisdom sings joyful tunes in my waiting ears
reminding me
God has blessed me with gift and talent
Then why
A young man with an old soul deserves no life
My heart wails like an owl
knowing the night won’t come
My eyes are going blind
knowing the sun won’t rise after dawn
Sorrow is the hemlock I drink up
fade, flake and fly away
This is written based on Living Poetry’s Music prompt: Concierto de Aranjuez: II. Adagio
The tangerine sun sets on our last night together
The breeze is humid
an excuse to our moistened eyes
Your skin still burns on mine
My hair is still soaked in the summer heat
Tonight the song is sorrowful
Tomorrow you’ll saddle for a foreign land
leaving my wanting heart behind
How much slower a second can be
split in half, even a quarter
The moon shows her sad face
glistened with tears blotting the sky
My soul wilts
Latching on your strength
till the morning glow bathes our sin clean
The last sight of you
Combing the mane before your journey
My hair become fragrant and sleek
Dust and cracked soil takes you away
Our love is tainted all over again
This is written based on Living Poetry’s music prompt Claire de Lune
I stand
Under the red silk cotton tree
replay the journey of our life
in specks of blossom
hung high
in the azure sky
The rush of new love passion
The heartbreak sharp pain
The resigned regrets
The hope filled spring time
There is no word
that encompassing
all this fullness
of life
Let the music
play on
in ebb and flow
relive every moment
of our past
till the sky
turns grey
and my heart
sinks again
into moonlight
Flicker of Thoughts 