I close my eyes
and hold my breath
waiting for dark
to unveil me
I touch my scars
picking at noise
waiting for dark
to exhale me
I trace my path
where love once bled
waiting for dark
to complete me
I mask my pain
retreating in words
waiting for dark
to release me
Love the evolution in the steps of your stanzas!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Martin. Poems like this are most definitely a growth process. :)
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ReplyDeleteEchoing in my thoughts
Waiting for the dark
to know me
I liked the use of the refrain in each stanza :)
Thank you, Umesh. It's the first time I've tried it. I kindof liked the effect. :)
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