Untitled

I didn’t feel you move 
yet I knew you were inside me

I didn’t hear you cry
yet my ears pierced at the shrill pitch of your voice

I didn’t see you smile
yet my heart melted at its sight

I didn’t hold you in my arms
yet my skin tingled at its memory

I didn’t see you walk and stumble 
yet I beamed with pride still

Not a harsh word was ever spoken
yet I replayed it on my mind

All my hopes and dreams 
for you, my dear,

Gone…with the sight of the crimson red ocean.

Published by Iliana Ike

Passionate creative who likes to explore different art forms for expression, awareness and healing

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: