Her lips spoke a thousand words,
While she was silent,
Snowflakes twitched at her lips,
Her heart was crying..
Christmas jingles had faded,
And the year was a tunnel,
With its end approaching.
Smiling faces,
Acquaintances and memories,
Achievements and the unachieved,
Gnawed at her.
The tunnel was to end,
She was to find light or darkness,
She did not know....
2 comments:
good imagery with the tunnel.. u as usual kept up my expectations from you and continue to inspire.. :)
nice poem...
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