Window.
Empty window
Do not kill the words.
Fill with moisture every crystal grain of yours.
And your two leaves, eyes that gape open..
And I look at you with wonder.
0-0-0
Do not be afraid. I simply hurt.
I do not hold a double-edged knife in my hands.
I want love, warmth.
A small, very small consolation.
Do you understand now why I look at you?
Myself, forgive me.
0-0-0
And I turn my gaze.
The little bear you gave me looks at the lake with the lotus too.
Because I am only crystal, I do not paint nature like God.
It stops the heartbeat of time with its gaze.
It truly eternalizes the moment.
And I try to imitate it.
And I envy. I envy. I envy so much.
A/N:
I am a window. I look at the lake, but I can no longer paint. Punished for my previous life. Now I wait for the little bear to paint my joy. Paint for me, my good little bear. Please.
About the Creator
Manuel C.
I have been searching for my soul for years through writing, but I know that in the end, I will find it beside a river.
If you like my creations, leave a kind comment and I will gladly reply to you.
Harbinger of Despair
Who was he but just a man? To feel the weight of the world on his shoulders, he was no Atlas. Yet his bowed stance and tender neck suggested otherwise. It came to him in a dream: the absent stoking of an everlasting flame. A gnarled finger pointed towards an inevitable end, a sign that couldn't be ignorantly shaded; recurrence made sure of it. He didn't remember how long it had been going on; time didn't matter at this point. He just knew it was long enough to be petrified to fall asleep.
By James U. Rizziabout 22 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
You are crystal. Crystal clear.
The window can provide solace to a lonely person-fill the mind with wonder. You convey longing for comfort well in this
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