When you are posing right under the rain of light
you got blind and deaf
of the look of the truth and the song of love
When you are now in total darkness
you hear all those voices you used to ignore are fading away
and begin to be so worried that you cried:
Is there anybody there?
4 comments:
Visiting from Poetry Pantry - glad to read this awesome poem by you!
good imagery. i can see the 2 verses as metaphors for youth and dying.
Some of us do that... we think we are better than others and realise to late we have nothing...
Anna :o]
Powerful, evocative.
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