
I once saw an absence
I had dreamt it to truth
A black and white story
The captor was you
My eyes remained closed
By my memory’s hold
Never much to say, not much to do
Years, days dissolve
A split second evolved
The blink finished, now what do I do?
Bring a picture to life?
Make a voice I’d deny?
This mere picture, it just isn’t you
No red coat, not tonight
Ember glow, we’re denied
Colors burst the day that i met you
When you’d speak, realize
That the brown from your eyes
Spoke like paintings gave pictures to words
I was blue, you were green
I was calm, you were free
At least now, now i know that is true
It’s a standstill today
I don’t grieve the same way
As i write I can feel all the cold and the knew
What was once full of color
Fact flipped into mutter
Whatever drained you of life, took me too
I hope my last act
Our last labeled contact
Was my visit to what used to be you
Though you lay underneath
What’s around, it just breathes
All the life that surrounds what it means
The grass so green when i lay there
The leaves pink, purple, stemming through air
Sunshine so bright that the yellow still tried
To show me that we could be alright
My eyes closed and i cried
I remembered our nights
All the flourish that made you all my rights
Til the tears took their prism
Put me back in my prison
And you returned, black and white
I once saw an absence
I had dreamt it to truth
A black and white story
The captor was you
About the Creator
Anthony Keadle
Mainly a lyricist, rarely a poet. I'm a stream of consciousness writer/rambler, it just happens in rhythms and rhymes. Hope i can give you all something to enjoy!


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