When the sky falls
You can hear the calls,
In every corner of this harbor
It has a story of lovers
When the night arrives
& everything in the harbor becomes silence
Every Lover waits for his heart to arrive
Under the free star & free the sound of the coast
How much I loved this harbor
How I adored the nights of each port
It has many stories
Special stories of lovers
My story was the best
Yet mine was the saddest.
When the sky fall
I can hear a call, in my mind
I opened my heart, and saw you
Peered, as arrogant as ever
Standing above my feelings
As I always re-build the scattered
Tears under your feets.
As the nights and days passes
You still call.
ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013
nice close on this...the last bit there is very effective...the rebuilding under their feet...funny i just watched skyfall last night so i am still hearing adele singing it as i read
ReplyDeleteI see a lot of thought about what has been. Very good. I feel the same, sometimes. Of the thoughts lingering and waltzing across my brain, wanting me to take notice. Although, I really want to notice. :)
ReplyDeletenice use of conflicting imagery, yet done so subtly it really has an outstanding effect. Love the best story also being the saddest. Nicely done. Thanks
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