THE YELLOW LOTUS
In the cold nights the creatures of the nights would be lurking which highlighted me fears, you were gone.
The breeze would come crashing against my windows making a howling noise like the place was haunted.
I lay on my back and looked into the absolute darkness that engulfed the room.
I made for the oil lamp crashing into a chair nd hurting my feet...
The pains was nothing compared to the aching of a hurting corazon.
I picked up a pen and a piece of paper from the side stool.
Thinking out loud why don't I pen down my litany pains.....
I always made myself believe I was ur Knight in silver shining armour.
Would defend ur course ..that was what kept my sinking boat afloat.
You tagged me a raging fire....and am guilty as charged.
You just couldn't wait for the FLAMES to burn out.
How could I blame you 6months and I couldn't get my shit together.... or let's go old fashioned " I wasn't ready".
Sensei would say women are flowers.. but u my dear are amongst the special ones.
Best harvested in the morning upon blooming.
I was late the harvest morning I had lost my shears.
And didn't want to hurt u if I wasn't with the right TOOLS.
A couple cosmic revolutions nd someone had u picked up.
Sitting in the garden, dirts in my hands
I had truly hit rock bottom just hoping u are the YELLOW LOTUS...
I will wait wen the tym is right cos u would bloom twice.
Then upon the second blooming I take my second chance........kazer 2018
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