Stepping over the threshold of
love and loathing
Where agony is a companion
and joy you sleep with
Sunbeams on the window pane
bursting the silent gloom
Into pieces of shattered gold
clinging to the empty room
Muffled cries in disharmony
laughter rolling down the cheeks
Music tapping restless feet
rolling stones over gurgling creeks
Faces laconic, lovable, lost
veiled in streaks of friendly smiles
Visit, midnight surreal hours
over edges, though million miles
A footstep, loud
on auburn sand
Washed in bashful
brazen hands
Waves roll, unroll in
silent pangs of history
A quiet solitude, chirping
through a day begun
in melancholy glory......
great post!
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thnx misha
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