A drop of dry rain
a spatter of labored laughter
a golden ray of sunset over the water
and a grey landscape that abhors the colors

Surprised …bemused…disillusioned path
rocky terrain bereft of a hint of green
cloudy skies, thundering nights
cold hands clasped in some silent prayer…

Burnt and smelly candle wick
suspended air choking the lungs
clatter inside the head and heart
clamour of the voices begging to be heard…

Sunrise and cold breeze on the cheeks
dried pillows and falsified empty lives
endowing warmth inside and light outside
a clasped hand… never to let go…


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