the echoes you left

bed without bodies pillows without tresses, doors only for exit piano void of music, new bulb void of light, lenses with no sight, heart without art, lifetime without life, emp—ty emp—ty emp—ty emp—ty emp—ty the song of me after our we. — 12.12.2019 ©2019 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash — ForContinue reading “the echoes you left”

Bus and Break

the rushing wind kisses my cheeks as i keep the bus’ window open. we are zigzagging and zooming because 6 in the morning is synonymous to a free-flowing highway. no traffic. no accidents (yet). as my eyes stare at the birthing of yet another sun, my ears is swimming on a familiar tune. a tuneContinue reading “Bus and Break”

Still Screams

my heart still screams your name, though mind says we’ll never be the same. your mind’s now filled with fame, true love’s now not your heart’s game. mind tries hard to keep sane, while my heart still screams your name. — 04.07.2016 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: Unsplash