Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Self-publishing poem--------- "Sixth Sense"

                                                              "Sixth Sense"

I can hear the moon's lonesome as the stars hide
Its cry echoes in the shivering night,
But it seems that only I can hear it.
My ears whisper to me,
The fond voice that was once harmonious
But now it hurts me destroys me.
Many times I've tried to forget and erase you,
But I fail,
Panic,
And let my obsession recall the path your hands took on my body.
Night after night, I flip through the photographs we took,
I walk the streets you lead me through,
Until I lose myself in our countless memories.
When my nose recognizes your scent,
I frantically run, hoping to see you again.
And I shout your precious name,
But my words are as weak as the autumn leaves.
My eyes are fogged with disbelief, but the tears do not fall.
Instead, the dark clouds spray down my uneasy cheeks
You and I were so close; it was as if we were one.
Without you my senses dull.
My life is not complete.
As I think of you once more, my heart endlessly cries.