Pink evening

It is a pink
& rainy evening
Turning

Turning to
Night

Violet sky
Filled with
The atmosphere’s
Tears

The æther cries
The city accepts
Their tears

Eager buds drinking
Sky’s water feels
It’s falling emotions

Dropping
Swirling
Vertigo
Until
Morning

I think you
Thought
I was possible

I am
However
I am

A dark
Luminescent
Entity

I don’t
Entirely
Know
What
I am

But I accept
The magic
The mystery
Of me

& now of you
Still not uncritically

Because I wouldn’t
Do such a disservice

To myself
To me

You were everything
I thought we could be

Now in the
Pondering night
I uunderstand
Feelings

Finally inside
Of my body
My mind is alway
Ahead of me

It’s a fallacy

Still night
The darkness
Accepts me

Taking me
Over the
Now orange
Hue
Municipal
Horizon

I am here
I thought
One day
You’d come
& meet me

On the arcs of
2 rainbows
We’d swing
On swings
& make up
Stories

Dance with
Eachother’s
Shadows

Smile
About
Tulips &
Morning
Glories

Broken mirage
Dreams interrupted

At least
We learned
We could
Believe in
Something

Even if
For just
A moment

© Niliema Karkhanis


Authour’s note: a poem for day 15 of a month of poetry 2021.


Featured image by Gradienta from Unsplash


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