Submissions by nostalgic_being10
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Moon
Gazing at the spherical moon,
I notice it doesn't look the same to you
While I admire its glow, its silver beax
Your grey perception has no clue
Do not fret; it is my mistake alone
How shallow of me to assume
You notice nature's gloom—
For moons and stars are merely that to you
Cryptic symbols furnish my tomb
Try to decipher my last plea
I give you one last scream
Begging you to notice my moon bleeding
Swirling syllables surround my head
When will the moon's shadowed time end?
Will the moon remind...
I notice it doesn't look the same to you
While I admire its glow, its silver beax
Your grey perception has no clue
Do not fret; it is my mistake alone
How shallow of me to assume
You notice nature's gloom—
For moons and stars are merely that to you
Cryptic symbols furnish my tomb
Try to decipher my last plea
I give you one last scream
Begging you to notice my moon bleeding
Swirling syllables surround my head
When will the moon's shadowed time end?
Will the moon remind...
#moon
#night
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Restored
Crumbled bones start to mend now,
Restored pieces crawl back to their owner
Chances of rebirth, life's kindness returned as a donor
Life returned at last somehow
Voluntarily, it gave a cure for the ache
Noticed the screeching that came out of the owner's mouth,
Resembling an unforeseen plague
Despite inevitable doom, life saved the bones from decaying
Somehow, it was life that saw willingness remaining
Though the pain of the shattering still lingers,
The pain greater than previous hollow wounds,
At last, the blood pulses through the...
Restored pieces crawl back to their owner
Chances of rebirth, life's kindness returned as a donor
Life returned at last somehow
Voluntarily, it gave a cure for the ache
Noticed the screeching that came out of the owner's mouth,
Resembling an unforeseen plague
Despite inevitable doom, life saved the bones from decaying
Somehow, it was life that saw willingness remaining
Though the pain of the shattering still lingers,
The pain greater than previous hollow wounds,
At last, the blood pulses through the...
#healing
#hope
#vulnerability
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