StIl Burnin black flames

sitting on the edge

of sanity

gazing upon the people

all so pale

and without humanity

searching for a girl

with broken heart

and lonesome soul

looking for an angel

who can't be imaginary



lonesome and loathsome

i sat in the shadows

feeling of being trapped in a portrait

or being trapped in my sorrow

i sense the colour fade away

shapes blurred in the shadow

life was draining away

my vision got narrowed



feeling of being cheated

of happiness i should have had

like a person being

tortured in hell



at last

the moments of joy

i think i saw you from the corner of my eye

you walked in moonlight

shined like million star

being so close

but felt so far



you wiped a new born tear

you brushed it of my eye

feeling your warmth

i feel i could fly

but wait something is missing

why do i feel so cold

why i still have this fear like pain it rose



woke from the dream

i wish i could have died

at least it can't be bad

did not feel

much pain as i was dying

i couldn't really love you

you couldn't be mine

maybe not in this

may in the next

you will be mine

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moon_dance's picture

this is a good poem.
It makes me feel like its happing around me.