TechNews Writer
Mon Mar 11, 2019


Despite my attempts, I cry at your name

Seeing pass trinkets bring feelings anew

Divine memories precede sharpest pains

Desires futile of my past pursuit


Your aura turned darkness into laughter

Souls void of life would skip to the chorus

Your elation was highly sought after

Nothing but blissful magic before us


Pulsing energy brought us together

Your kingdom was boundless holy gardens

And the tasteful tea lined with bright feather

But actions I made could not be pardon


I am not brave. I choose the easy route

I am not strong. I gave up in seconds

I am not glad about dreams full of doubts

I am not fine since I cannot check in


Your now tear stained writing warms my heart bright

In my haikus, you are still my goodnights



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2019 - Spring - Issue 7