The Metaphor

Tonight,

I put the pen on the paper,

Few words,

Muddling,

With the freezing night.

Light of lamp,

So bright,

Melts something,

That dribbles,

Out of my eyes.

The scent,

I inhale,

Lingers upon the myriad thoughts,

That marks the presence,

Of you.

Like the uncountable stars,

Over millions of years,

Stay,

So close,

Yet so far.

In the darker shade,

I hear,

The silence,

Breaking me,

Like the ends,

Of this poem,

Looking for rhymes,

Some similes,

And metaphors,

To let the life,

Dance,

On the rhythm,

Of your heartbeats.

~Anip

 

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