those whispers
of slipping time
the redness of
those swollen eyes
enchanted tickling
of the midnight sky
time for truths now
no time for lies
the hour strikes
older i grow
a wishless smile
for truths i know
that priceless gift
gift of the day
the moment of pain
pain and dismay
incrimating me of
things i never did
accusing me of
thoughts i never hid
phlegmatic soul
i never was
secluded sedated
by and large
end of disgrace
end of belief
a new dawn
a sense of relief
the birthday gift
end of my exile
time to rethink
and wait a while
2 comments:
small, short rhymes.
i like that, you pulled it off really well
you have this deeper meaning laced in your words, i could feel some kinda hope/desperation.
interesting...something like what i would write, yet i wouldnt be able to write it so well, and so simply....i write too much, lol.
this is good
mirror mirror on the wall
is it you or me on the other side?
Anu
...........solitude forever me forever you..............
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