wind chill

wind chill

A Poem by Count Humilus
"

silence of me

"

 Why am I still cold when it’s so warm inside?

Do the noises ever make you lift your blankets to hide?

Slowly peering out my window at a spark deep in the dark

Past the moon and stars my thoughts are forcefully sent through people, buildings, trees…

Straight into your car.

 

 

You’re sitting next to a new person that is in love with you.

You swerve as you get goosebumps when you feel me saying, “I love you too”

Why do I speak to the night?

Is it because I know at the end of the day,

It’s just you, shades of black, the sky, my mental rain to wash me away?

 

Why I am locked in this frigid cardboard box?

Have the riots all been lead and lost?

Swift with deep thoughts

Yelling deep into the open

Lessons learned,

 kilometers in the open salty water from an engraved urn.

 

Into the night dear friend, no reason to be afraid, no reason to let the end be the end…

Do as I have, raise hell…Your memory will never be lost.”

© 2009 Count Humilus


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fantastic piece of writing

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very smooth, very lovely
You write incredibly smart and efficient when describing somthing......

"You're sitting next to a new person that is in love with you.
You swerve as you get goosebumps when you feel me saying, "I love you too"
Why do I speak to the night?"

Another hit

Posted 15 Years Ago


oh my friend this is so nice,how tender these words how smooth they flow .. Slowly peering out my window at a spark deep in the dark
Past the moon and stars my thoughts are forcefully sent through people, buildings, trees�
Why do I speak to the night?
Is it because I know at the end of the day,
It's just you, shades of black, the sky, my mental rain to wash me away?
i really loved this,wonderful feelings ,so much life in these words
lovely write

Posted 15 Years Ago


Now this I like very much. The ending especially. Well written.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Count Humilus
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