Mind Views
In deep deep ocean depths
As if not stagnant
In the burning charcoal
Someone might have been weaving
Yesterday's fade
The paths have lasted longer
It was a day or two
Only lonely travel
Every shade is lost
The memories have fallen somewhere
Daylight sorrow
Without experiencing
The time passed without knowing
The word that will come again
Moment of silence Block away the noise
Wash away my agony
Copyright © Shelva Smenon | Year Posted 2018
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