Divine Green

I blamed you
For mornings with no mist,
For embracing nothing but air.

Stay on my white ground

Its cold outside,
But,
I’ll shatter walls of confusion
With a divine knock of love.


You’re my purple rescue boat

Hazy road,
And a lighthouse standing.
Walking my own path,
On this planet called earth.

I got no hands but yours to hold


Holding a rose in my hand,
Wishing for a full moon,
To glow every night.


The Warmth is fading away


Standing on a silver cliff,
Watching a new day,
Stepping on relics of passion.


You’re wrapping my heart with a black ribbon

The pouring rain,
Is carving me a gemstone,
To be held in my eyes.

My tears are longing to your fingers

A glance that I’ve forgotten,
Is floating now,
On my lips.