LIFELINE

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Crying eyes,
Beneath an ember moon.
From a fragile frame,
Tears trickle ,
Unapologetically,
As the weary soul surrenders.
A lonesome heart,
Discarded into the,
Uninterrupted nocturnal chill.
Premature babe,
Its innocence impaired,
For delusional gain.
This spectacle of light,
Brandishing from,
The celestial sky,
Is all that's left.
At this dark hour,  
In this tarnished gap,
Devour this beacon of hope.
May the sunrise be,
Slow and surreal.
This gleam is all that's left...


(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2021.

BROKEN BALLAD

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Listen carefully,

You’ll hear the somber song,

In my sadness.

That piercing falsetto,

Shatters the mirrored doorway.

Tears stream down,

Rigid and swift.

An enigmatic flow,

Unaware of their fate…

They were in firm solidarity,

With my heartbreak.

Synchronization so metrical;

Feeling like a puppet on a string.

These masterminds,

Of this dreary hole,

I now dwell in…

As I sit here,

Doleful and dejected,

The rhythmic chant,

Consumes inside of me.

Glum quivers,

Unending…

(c) Monica St Hillaire. 2021.

A DATE WITH DESTINY

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Meet me near the melting sun,

To watch the brilliance of tinted clouds,

Cease to exist.

Here our love will blossom,

It has been concealed too long.

You are the lily in my life,

I want this world to know.

We’ll keep our eyes fixated,

On the mountain top,

Till the last glimmer fades…

Eloquent words I solemnly utter,

Professing this undying,

Love for you.

Daylight will wane,

As the silhouette of the night,

Encircle us both.

I delicately draw you near,

Moments before our love,

This unwavering supernova,

Illuminates the shadowy darkness,

Replenishing the twinkling sky.

The descending sun,

Is where we shall meet.

As the day retreats for sleep,

Awaken is our newfound love.

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2021.