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Absence


Tonight,I write a sort of poetry
in a state of melancholy,
where words weep in their own sadness
and syllables snivel in hidden sentences


I could hear a voice,
your song to be exact
it has its own rhythm,
an unspoken requiem


Hush now, the moon is still
a gorgeous beauty in midnight-
i hear the silence of fear
dancing with a tear.

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Jade said...

outstanding damsel, the tears of
your heart curtain this poem,
adore "words weep", syllbles
snivel" ... the silence of fear.

Damsel said...

Thank You Jade! i was hurt when i wrote the poem. :'(