Missing someone
There is such an ache
to this missing.
It is primal.
How does my heart
not scream
a thousand beats
to the remembering
while crying
a hundred more, in the midst
of grasping edges
of forgetting?
What of sirens and bells,
foghorns and mist?
Surely the lost
have never screamed,
nor heard a wayward cry
such as the one
my soul gives
during this missing,
of you.
© Nicole Lyons 2016
Ruminations, ramblings, and rants about narcissism and trauma, politics, human nature, religion, and almost everything else
If you want to impress me, undress your heart.
Speaking Out on the Unspeakable
Be the light of your own kind.
A Magazine That Delves Into All Things LIFE.
whispers from the mind of a half mad poet.
thoughts, experiences, travel, feelings, stories, diaries and many more...
Writer
Aysha Muhammed
Let's think and connect through Poetry and Thoughts!!
Mindfulness, Spontaneity and Authenticity
A Journal for Damned Lovers
a collision of science and comedy
Greetings fellow Earthlings. The blog is about getting some perspective about daily life things. The not so boring stuff.
The writing and poetic musings of a creative eccentric
she writes stuff sometimes.
