Poetry – anonchic

letters keep flowing onloose sheetsacross tables acrossdreamspearls of streamsshedding leavesconnectingstories and feelings; thatcannot be put into wordstrippy thoughts on a tour, on a tripbeauty left behinda bygone eraburied memories lyingwith their sweet ancestors

I’VE LOST

I’ve lost I’ve lost I’ve lostI’ve lost the curls in my hairI’ve lost the battle I’ve lost the warI’ve lost everything I earnedeverything I’ve ownedEverythingWorld’s not fairwords don’t fareIf I’ve lost I’ve lostdripping late into the midnightdrizzling tears on my cheeksI’ve lost I’ve lost I’ve lostI’ve lost the one thing I careI’ve lost what made……