Maya Hanson


The End Of Us - Poem by Maya Hanson

Your eyes are bright ice blue
and too stormy to meet mine
and you stare out at the water
bringing torture to my mind

The flame on the horizon
is too bright a blaze to see
And my heartbeat slows and sprints
takes off in my reverie

And as the boat rocks
I imagine the inevitable end
like the deepest sunset
the colors twist and then

It’s the end of us
the prophecy
the fire of a memory

It’s the end of us
the roaring sea
the legend of a century

I’ll roll these waves of chaos
up into my hand
and swallow them whole
faster than you can…

if it would somehow mean
this vessel would calm
my fingers reach through empty space
run melodies across your palm

But your hands, your lips
are miles away
and we’re sinking faster, faster
there is no other way

It’s the end of us
the prophecy
the fire of a memory

It’s the end of us
the roaring sea
the legend of a century

Your head turns
tip the boat
and I cling to the sides
take back the pages and
pages I wrote

for you when you were gone
cause I’m out of time
I’m barely breathing but I hold on
for the final rhyme

It’s the end of us
the prophecy
the fire of a memory

It’s the end of us
the roaring sea
the legend of a century

Topic(s) of this poem: helplessness, loss, love


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 29, 2015



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