Blossom Mist Poems
I open my eyes one fine day,
To find myself hanging on a cliff at bay
I focus my mind on how I got there
But fail as if my memory wasn’t there
I find it hard to understand, How I ended in an accident
The earth seems moving, the sky seems falling
I thought to myself it was heaven calling
I prayed my last as breath seems to fade fast
I felt happy to be free, as it would end all my misery
My fingers slipped, my strength dipped
And I started falling off the cliff
I dropped faster and my head felt lighter
Like an untethered kite or a swift feather
I saw ...
An Unspoken word, an unsolved mystery.
Our love now seems a long unwritten history.
It’s hard to hide and tough to cry, for you know not how much I try.
Tingles run through my spine, reverberating every inch of mine.
How much I yearn for you to be mine.
But it’s a hopeless barren ravine, plagued by the carcass of my love divine.
My lost love now lays buried in a deep grave.
Its for you and only you I crave.
But be sure it will never be up again.