The Nights Will Return

Perhaps the nights will return

when our souls will not refuse

to obey loneliness.

Perhaps I have regained lost years

when love curled up

on your lap.

Fear hurts me, the other half

of my heart makes itself felt.

I disappear,

I lose with your future

that is too insistent.

I hear your fingers running over

my skin.

Dying tears try to find a way

to purgatory.

I am trying to get the last piece

of this puzzle, but God took

my last photo from me.

Before the wind finds shelter

in my hands, take my time,

take care of my death.

Reviews

[Lathen Griffiths]

A lot of emotion here within these lines, it’s easy to tell each word is heartfelt, your opening lines felt at first like a summary of these times:

‘ Perhaps the nights will return
when our souls will not refuse
to obey loneliness’

but from there on it in it took on other different dimensions also.

Lovely.

Best wishes

Lathen.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

There is such palpable sadness and regret within these lines it stirs the reader to reflect on their own mortality and the puzzle of their existence. I enjoyed reading. F.

[Lisasview]

Oh gosh so so painful..nearly each word!!
Good write

[sonnie ibadah]

The melancholy mood of this is quite relatable. I love the emotions the contradictory words evoke. Well penned.