These are the poem versions of my short story of the same title! You can read that story right over here!
have fun reading, and likes and comments are much appreciated and motivates me to write more <33
new moon
adoring the sound of thunder,
especially on this particular evening;
it reminds me of the noise my heart makes
when i gaze at our dancing silhouettes.
however, that was the problem,
as the burning sensations in my throat;
kept persisting, unwavering.
as the bottle turned clear,
nothing was happening around me,
but i swung the bottle upwards,
hoping to create something.
waxing crescent
time doesn't pass, it merely stands still
the evening fades away, leaving behind darkness above
that of which i fill as if it were empty pages
writing down all the words i could think of,
until my mind draws blanks
the stars had sunk and drowned, and the sky stayed empty
every passing moment, i could hear pins drop
that of which i replace with fleeting memories
still images burned into my mind,
until they turned to dust
first quarter
he watched the rain
fall down from the boneless blue,
adoring the way
the clouds accompany him,
finding comfort in the way
it effortlessly made him feel
he was one less lonely human.
waxing gibbous
he couldn't tell
if everything was all in his head,
or streaming out in silence
through those tears,
glistening with the glow
of the pitiful moon above;
that told her everything
with no detail unmentioned
that it has been on his mind
and created by his heart,
so wounded that it lied
full moon
as scattered jigsaw pieces
sprawl out on the table,
legs intertwine on the leather couch,
hearts clinging tightly through broken rib cages
it hurts to love someone so broken,
but shattered bones make a good puzzle