A found an interesting poem
Push the edge until you hit the bone
Tear it out and watch my life trail behind
Hold it to your eye and see the world the color rose
This translucent memory
This crystal palace
It haunts me dauntingly
The joy seen through gloss and glass
The laughter now played on repeat on a worn disk
The obsession smelt on tired letters
The love felt in dormant sweaters
These feelings not lost but all together hidden
Not having been right to bring them out again
The time will come when although exhausted and bemused
They will come together anew
…Possibly…renewed
-Anonymous
What do you think?
Tear it out and watch my life trail behind
Hold it to your eye and see the world the color rose
This translucent memory
This crystal palace
It haunts me dauntingly
The joy seen through gloss and glass
The laughter now played on repeat on a worn disk
The obsession smelt on tired letters
The love felt in dormant sweaters
These feelings not lost but all together hidden
Not having been right to bring them out again
The time will come when although exhausted and bemused
They will come together anew
…Possibly…renewed
-Anonymous
What do you think?