Short Adsorbed Poems

Around the swirling 
Pond
Is where you are 
Looking up at the 
Fascinating stars.
One by one they 
Disappear
All because of a 
Drop of a tear
Your hands reach 
Up in pain 
Wondering how 
You could have ever
Took this into vain
The words of yours
Have been adsorbed.
Always by the 
Same old chord.
What is the point of 
Speaking 
When all that 
Happens is that you 
Are ignored...

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