Flash, nonsense, poetry

Haïkus of a failure



oh in ten years time
you might very surely be
the love of my life

or the dream i never chased

i have lost myself
in green and stars and laughter
empty empty i

who died inside days ago


to the moon and back
like the wind i’d carry you
flying oh so free

careless feathers in the sky


in my galaxy
your light guided the old swine
turned tears into wine

made him feel a new hope


the bridge is still there
expecting the boats to pass
no one came for days

she waited for him to try


indecision kills
and apathy does it too
something slow and cold

like a knife between two ribs


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