Friday, June 4, 2010

A Single Thread : Poetry

Calm was the sky

that contained clouds of white
like cotton balls joined
creating different shapes
tracing each other's currents
on those calm, still days.

In secret we sang
silly songs of our hearts.
We laughed and we cried
on every poetry shared.
How our souls entwined?
Too deeply to tell.

Now gone were those days
so warm with our smile.
In silence, words lost its fire.
Our dwelling place is freezing.
And not even a Sun's whisper
can burn its icy cocoon.

And to think those still days
wasn't dead as a doornail.

It only awaits for our souls to cling.
Why don’t we sing together
with the love that binds us,
A single thread: POETRY

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