Esha Sharan Poet Nonet

Peace Is Time Stamped

From very far away heard the death.
Each word pounded against silence
Withered breaths of mine panicked
Reality forced a
whisper in the ear,
faded were gone.
Rush to the
time-stamped
Peace.

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Ann Foster December 29, 2019 at 12:52 PM This was lovely. I felt the loss almost like it was draining away... similar to the word design itself. Great work all the way around. Merry Christmas and God give you a lovely and safe peaceful New Year. Ann Esha Sharan December 30, 2019 at 10:18 AM Thank you Ann, for reading, so sweet of you glad it could connect with you and then again felt with me, it means a lot. Merry Christmas and a wonderful awesome year. Esha