Forgotten at Night

Beneath empty dreams
rivers flow as sorrow,
Moving silent stories
with gentle echoes,

Breaking the open doors
to be passing by,
Creaking with drunk air
to collapse on waking floor.

forgotten at night

Advertisements

So, what do you think?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s