1.07.2024

You

its been four years
what more do you want
it’s been for tears
this endless haunt
the ghost who hears
a whispering count
tumbles my mind
with more than i thought
to chase a phantom
into a plot
is a place for who
and a want of knots
i based my heart
on the sound of parts
and paced my feet
to rhymes of art
to find the place
where a chase of days
burned into means
and hazy ways
i turned the tales
of head to toe
and placed a rock
where pebbles grow
to hear the sounds
of long ago
and put my X
on flickers glow
to sign a seal
for the candles know
what really reveals
where hallowed snow
came 
to become a row.
and a " how
have you been,
my friend "
is what it takes to know,
You.

.
.
,
dont mind me
i’m just having more
strange conversation
and a little spooky action...
just to mention
that distance 
is what is
relative


Updated: today
because I know
You're reading.
~Nicoala
a new tone and
a 'knew' wave d;

7 comments:

Unknown said...

great one, i know that feel ;_;

IzzyGumbo said...

you do? ;)
i don't even know 'who was talking' in that one.

Unknown said...

me to the girl i loved

IzzyGumbo said...

me too, to the guy i loved
how do we stop? ;)

IzzyGumbo said...

hmmm.... maybe it's how do we start over? Just writing. thank you always for reading. i'm glad we relate. :)

Unknown said...

me too, a likewise mind is a rare thing :)

IzzyGumbo said...

;) mhmm.