Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, October 26, 2020

Sorrow To The Sea

 The wind swept down

and carried to the sea,

the love and the heartache

leaving only memories.


The calendar shredded

as the months fade away,

like the rain in a storm 

I pray for the sunny day.


No tears are falling

this chapter left blank,

as I feel a numbness

in the void that remains.

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