poetry

Übermoth haiku.

An immortal gaze,

Giant blackened compound eyes,

Atop the moths head.

Dusty brown dead wings,

As if created in hell,

Übermoth is now.

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An Abandoned Prayer

The abandoned prayer lost in the shadows of silence,

Engulfed in the fire of a mind,

Few sacred words that none else shall hear,

Drowned in the sea of a conscience,

If these words should surface amongst the sand,

Washed by the waves of change,

Then treat them well and keep them safe,

Because you’ll never hear them again.

Apart

It’s okay to be not okay,

It’s okay to feel alone, 

It’s okay to miss her face,

When you’re a lifetime away from home.

It’s good to feel wanted,

Even better to feel welcome,

It’s normal to feel daunted,

When she’s with someone so handsome.

It’s great when you’re together,

It’s grey when you’re apart,

It’s great to spend our time forever,

Especially when we’re apart.

—* not sure if poetry is something I’m shy good at.