For every night
I was a goner
Your memory kept me alive
The thoughts of your smile
And what we wanted in life
Every night I was a goner
The nights were shortened
By the hope
Of our flames rekindling
Every night I was a goner
Thoughts of you
Kept me sane
Thoughts of you
Made me realize
I just wanted to stay
Every night I was a goner
Staring into the dark
Nights so silent
My only wish
If tomorrow comes
Then you shall
Be by my side
.© La-ki
The tales of a poets deepest secrets
Poetry is eternal
Category: Death
The Descent
Maybe this is the end,
How all become dead,
The emptiness I dread,
With the past a shred.
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Throw in the towel,
Drop down the shovel,
That scooped the gravel,
Burial sites to unravel.
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My eternal bed stares,
Back from below, stairs,
Leading below, my lair,
Rising to haunt the unfair.
The Reckoning
One day it will all come,
The reckoning of some,
From shadows, the sun will come,
To bake them till done.
Cut ties if you have to,
Lest you’re flamed too,
Burrow if you have to,
Nowhere else to run to.
Riches and convenience,
Bore hostile experiences,
And all Gaia’s vengeance,
All at Humanity’s expense