Fom Stilled Silence
How to wash dark breaths of the past
Bearing words that resembles a poem
That has lost its color. Overcast by a memory
Silence forms disturbing images
And offers you reason to believe they all belong to you.
The secret is how to shape the surprise
And deliver it to the inhaled breath,the reading ears
Of the reader translated from the silence
Of this other 'self.' You bring forth new verse
Being careful not give away its meaning....
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