The room whirls into a vortex
As the colours slowly fade out of focus
The stale air breathes it's dying wish
As light shines down into the vacuum
A song plays along somewhere nearby
While a bird flutters across the window
The moment time forgot to walk
And life ceased to talk
The moment darkness outshone light
As I sat down to wait.
[3:40 PM
20th January,2005]
Words that keep coming back to me?
No.
They just make me wait.
1 comment:
why such dark poems always? u r so patient to wait, meanwhile u can look around you, there is so much beauty, light, love. brighten the page and us.
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