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Emptiness

Happenings just like that Rain yet the dampness still refusing to leave; Oh it's too much to take the language of reality. Words misplaced on the way just like lightning too fast to catch; It poured and poured generously never knowing, it poisoned me. Thou only saw the picture yet the stories lied beneath; Thou's eyes seldom met monsoon but in mine, raining everyday. Plenty made thou's garden only a handful making mine; Memories knocking thou once a while but knocking my every breath. Those words resounding all this while like the breeze whispering to leaves; Tying me down in the arms of weeds with those unsolved hidden objectives. Laying drowned in the pool of tears but not a leaf on sight to hold; Days passing, heart closing yet that hope still remaining. Arms clutching, tongue fastening grieving silently to the air; empty eyes, breaking down dissolving slowly in last rain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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