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theunchaineddiary · 6 months
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The Unchained
The Divulgence of the Weary
I am waiting for you,
I last saw you, during the season of when daffodils bloom. Everyday for decennial and so, dressing in amethyst and golden gown, holding aster flowers in my hand.
When I look up to the serenity of Selene,
I see it as its gleaming glow disseminates wonders in the night sky, My bonafide hope is that its luster shines through your heart, and fondles you with my fondest prayers.
I'm waiting for you buoyantly, with 'why?'s,
My love for you is like one as a moonflower. It glows in the gaping gloom. It radiates gloriously in the nub of nothingness.
Everyday I wait, everyday I hope,
You're like an aurora, exists day and night, yet arduous to find. Seeing you again is an auspicious grandeur from the standpoint of rarity and stakes.
I care for hope, I care for years,
I've dodged the advent of chances, relinquishing the rest of what's remaining, so I can keep you in my heart.
I keep waiting for you,
I see you from my stance, all along it's well-grounded until it gets blurry, and I see you no more.
I've been here,
sitting on the same pew, my gown is gradually fading between garnet and blue.My asters are now withering after many years of holding on.
I'm still here,
Incandescent playing of 'Nocturne' with my violin. Gawking back to the moon and to Sirius star as they seem are desolate in the ampleness of the night.
I don't ask why anymore,
As I go along with it, I feel like I'm becoming a tree in the land-like 'Tundra.' I feel like being stood by in frigid, for the presence of aurora. I never thought waiting could be tedious until I realized, nothing's eternity in Earth.
I swear you're my "puhon"
It's funny, cause I got comfortable longing for you, couldn't remember when I started to get sober.
Now, I am still waiting,
And waiting
Don't know up until when
But I wanna do
Until I can't bear it no more.
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theunchaineddiary · 6 months
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The unchained
The Confidence of Deuteragonist
I
Optical telescope, duffle coats, and ebony night,
I watch your sparkling eyes as it peruse the night sky in awe,
Hissing wind, cozy milieu, and it all come construe in sight,
II
I drive my life along to distinct streets when you came alight,
You stole my steering wheel and maneuvered to yaw,
from dubiety of being a spaceman, whether mine or rite.
III
Black mid-back length hair in pony, doe almond eyes, and cute height,
You're clever, diligent, kind and your tears can thaw,
You're a one vivacious spirited star as Sirius bright,
IV
The asteroid of Erato came in my head short in not so black and white,
for loving you is in any clairvoyance, I could never saw,
You denote end times, yet I'm enamoring you like meteorite,
V
I know, I'll everlastingly be in the periphery of your crosslight,
Cos your heart glistens for a guy you firstly know and love raw,
Incoherent and intrinsic, losing this fight,
VI
I'm sighing melancholy in my room, outside my window, clamors twilight,
Got your text, you're jovial for getting back with you lad, I replied 'yeah'.
I looked outside my window, the bewitching and sympathetic moon greets me, despite,
I smiled, I texted again, 'happy for you,' I typed.
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