Reflections 2

Living amid these concrete colossi
for too long
I have watched the stars
obscured by their yawning silhouettes
never does their fire
reach the depths of my heart
I yearn for my spirit to launch
from this pallid haze
scattering the horison
with the embers of a skyrocket
and the shrapnel of broken shackles
to leave this world behind
shed the pain and regret
and the heavy weight of “might have beens”
to return to the heart of a star
my elements would once again be whole
and never again would I dream
of home

About Eric

Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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3 Responses to Reflections 2

  1. Silent Hour says:

    to return to the heart of a star
    my elements would once again be whole
    and never again would I dream
    of home — Ah, that feeling…

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