With The Moon and Stars.

[behindTHEmask]

With The Moon and Stars.

The length of time means nothing anymore
To both our tired souls
The competition has been lost
The game between us, forfeited.

The grains of sand have fallen
And the time between us has been wasted away
The tears have stained the pillows
And the emotions have dried under the sun.

A month ago we loved
A week ago we fought
Yesterday we talked
And today we are forgotten.

Times done nothing,
To heal the scars between us
And mend the broken hearts
That we’ve buried with our smiles
As you and I pass by.

Hope inserts the stars that never form
And time follows the one full moon of the season
Love has been tainted with regret
As the world plays on in slow motion.

(I'm not sure if I should keep the title, since I changed the ending of the poem a bit. But we'll see what you think.)

[frontpagenews]

oh what beauty can be found in the sweet sufferings of life...

"A month ago we loved
A week ago we fought
Yesterday we talked
And today we are forgotten"

beauty indeed, sorrow its possible, wonder debateable

[behindTHEmask]

Indeed, beauty can be found through breakdown. Beauty can always be found.

[Queen of Rain]

amazing poem!!! i love paradoxical poems like this, the amazing way you use imagery adn then creates a flow stanza in the middle which stands out so much is just amazing! i think the first line is a bit of a stopper, but its ok, excellent to end with a slowing down rhythm cos it empahasises sooo much... loooove this poem so much anyways..

[behindTHEmask]

Thank you, queen of rain. ^.^