It finally stopped raining on this cool November evening. It would have been pitch-dark, except for Christmas lights already up, illuminating the street. She took the last train out of the city. To forget what just happened, if she ever could. And to begin again.
© 2018 magicofwords
you’re like an ex lover
who just won’t go away
a traffic jam in your head
couldn’t break through
the glass ceiling
of your defenses
your heart turned to steel
your soul to concrete
you felt crowded
but there must have been
someone new
at the end of the road
waiting for you
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suddenly
it dawned on me–
after all those years
of unspoken truths
gray skies
and hidden pain
it all happened for a reason
so I could see
finally
what life would be
without you–
infinitely better
© 2018 magicofwords
I sit here wondering
what it’s all about
this life.
The constant rush
to get places, all
the rat races.
How transient
it is, how fragile
how lonely.
I grasp for
meaning, for
that lost feeling.
For direction,
a new sense
of purpose.
To reinvent
myself
all over again.
Surrender
to dreams
deemed impossible.
To find
renewed
passion.
© 2018 magicofwords
I walked through a covered bridge, connecting the past and future. Looking out the window, I took a peek into your heart. Desolate but still with a spark, like the end of Autumn when the last leaf is about to fall. Yet it hangs on, striving for the color of hope not to fade away.
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into my arms
as if time stopped
if only you could
freeze frame
that last kiss
under the harvest moon
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winds of change
transport thoughts
and memories of you
through space and time
in multicolors
an explosion
of suppressed emotions
floating freely at last
until your name
is written in the sky
in black on white clouds
as the sun sets
on scattered dreams
© 2018 magicofwords
