16d • Share your Poems
Silent scars
Once I crossed the threshold of the house
the silence met me
My heart filled with grief and melancholy
I sat down and fantasised “lighter days yet wait beyond”
The emptiness greeted me and asked: What sorrow , have ye had brought now?
I didn’t answer, sighed and dressed with a borrowed mask of joy hiding
every scar,
any signs ,of the ruined self and
every memory full of velvet abyss.
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Silent scars
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