Whispers In Silence
What keeps me awake
When the cool breeze bears whispers of things to come
Promises to be fulfilled on the morrow?
Is it my joyless moment of cognizance
knowing that this stagnant night ripples from no real breeze
Only imagined promises birthed on the whims of a longing heart?
Yet, what keeps me awake
is not these dreams of flattering winds
but it is this night of lifeless branches and unrifled leaves
the lack of real whispering winds taunting my heart
What truly keeps me awake
Is the silence of tomorrow.
Copyright © Samir Georges | Year Posted 2010
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