End

It is still despite the storm

quiet amidst the noise

alone in a throng

the warmth hides a sharp chill

Dismantled dreams lie softly

in the light of day

perhaps waiting

for darkness to arrive

Invisible cloaked by the apparent

silence wrapped in a sound

a touch of emptiness

and memories of forgetting

breath

end.

 

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About victoranish

A theatre worker living in Bangalore.
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