And the open skies
are yet to conquer
where the hatches are
locked on the ground.
Obsessed of offering
oceany oaths obeisants
lovely lively living leading
Lucratively loathe life.
How can I forget,
when you are always on my mind?
How can I not want you,
when you are all I want,
inside?
How can I let you go,
when I can’t see us apart?
If you want to know how much
I miss you,
look at the sky and
count the stars,
the one you count
is how much you miss me
and the one you miss
is how much I miss you.
You won’t find.
Even the madness of the moon
only tides.
So,
I waited,
wanting to hear a word.
You were my muse.
But without excuse,
you took your leave
I waited
and
Degenerated.
If then was the world.
I’m now an alien of it.
The home after apocalypse,
Where the scavengers raid.
Have you ever said,
they were your world?
If they were?
How many planet have you travelled till?
You are now an astronaut.
What’s soo beautiful
about the plant in vase
dependent to some person
who is dependent to other person?