12-01-2012, 23:36
your calm voice
in my bellowing mind
i look at the street
i see skyscrapers tremble
i feel my bellowing heart
few inches from yours so calm
i listen to the waterfall of molten asphalt
which opened two streets away
i recollect my world
torn to pieces and hidden in the memories without name
i reach to your face first met
but it fades away as if consumed by water
i feel my bellowing hope
which makes my skin tremble
like a glass too thin for hot tea
the explosion of this glass i feel no more
because its sound is muted by an implosion of silence
with which some merciful gods try to comfort my bellowing soul
i choke with silence
when your absence strangles me slowly
no more bellowing for me
all city is calm
and even in the skyscrapers' lustrous front
i can see a dead man's reflection
framed with a window of an empty apartment
watching
in my bellowing mind
i look at the street
i see skyscrapers tremble
i feel my bellowing heart
few inches from yours so calm
i listen to the waterfall of molten asphalt
which opened two streets away
i recollect my world
torn to pieces and hidden in the memories without name
i reach to your face first met
but it fades away as if consumed by water
i feel my bellowing hope
which makes my skin tremble
like a glass too thin for hot tea
the explosion of this glass i feel no more
because its sound is muted by an implosion of silence
with which some merciful gods try to comfort my bellowing soul
i choke with silence
when your absence strangles me slowly
no more bellowing for me
all city is calm
and even in the skyscrapers' lustrous front
i can see a dead man's reflection
framed with a window of an empty apartment
watching