Requiem To a Dying Year
January
Too abstract too plain
The memories January hoards
How do I calculate the weight of longing ?
February
I held poetry in my palms
To grow where the rainbows blossom
Why is it so hard to write about love ?
March
Colouring the void
Within and without
Not even the crickets sing anymore
April
Moons that followed as everywhere we went
And the ice pellets we picked in the rains
What happened to the world we knew as children ?
May
Freedom from subtlety
There’s something about simplicity
And my ineffable words that rhymes with reason
June
Lampshades on fire
Dawn begins to creep
Who placed a Bounty on my head ?
July
So why don’t you give it a try
Lend me a hand see if it reaches me
I will meet you half way
August
In your bliss
Far fetched from my glory
Don’t forget me when you are famous
September
Poised for the healing
A blooming A trance
You can have it all ,my jar of wishful thoughts
October
Holding your absence
Then the quite explosion
Why does your words sound like silence ?
November
My tears became a river that craved an impossible blue
My tears never reached earth
You were never here
December
And in all hope
More smile more love more chocolate
What the world really needs now .
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