Alexander Foald


Bones In The River - Poem by Alexander Foald

There is black stones surrounding the river
Watching the flowing water crashes every inch of their skin
Like memories full of dusts and dreams
Scraped against the gravity of obscenity and disguise

Maybe they know who they are
Or how they would fade in the end
Maybe time won't bother to tell
Why they just keep silent stiffly

And the autumn comes over as fast as the train
The wind blows and crosses each of every tree
No trace left from the past or stories for the future
Couples are waiting for the bell of happiness to chime

And I’m just like you
Waiting for someone from the past to come
Though I know it’s too late to say good night
She’s the only one I wanted to spend the eternity with


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 31, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 31, 2010


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