Daniela Oana - Poet and Photographer

My Sun - 2014

 

That day when your cool eyes

Shut away from mine for good

And you turned away from me,

I stood right where you left me

Hoping your straight back would turn

 

But eventually you hunched

And you strayed off a new path

And walked away from me for good

Lost completely out of sight

Never seeing what your eyes withheld

 

I’ve searched for them many years

To see what you hid away from me

To finally understand your hatred

And when at last I find you lost

I beg off the ground you lift your head

 

When your eyes raise up to mine

My heart and my own eyes are frightened

And as I stumble backwards in defense

Your eyes pull me right into their pit

Falling on a never before seen new land

 

My palms are ashed from consumed blaze

My fearful eyes search a way of escape

But this desolate soil infinitely stretches

And I am as lost as I found you to be

No life seen even in a buried worm

 

And suddenly, I know this place

Of which I have had nightmares of.

I found my own misery in your own land.

Your eyes like mine decades have aged

From what they have both had to bear

Even my tears cannot again grow life
So your barren soil rebirths anew
For the sun has long been shut
And the only way out to my own
Is to sadly turn my back on you