Wednesday, June 3, 2009
You can only Mend, not Cure
The women carry coloured lights
that shine soft on to their elegance
set upon the nights dark nothingness
coming towards you as if they could cure
wounds like the they did the darkness
but yet
it was never cured
just held at bay
till the candle lights flickered
and the absence of light
is nothing and everything at once
and terrifying
post modern verse
Women carry a light color
Soft, shining elegance
During setup, night
Be treated as if coming towards you
Of which, like the dark scars
But, still
It did not recover from
Just in the Bay
The candle light flickered up
Absence of light and
And we all at once?
Dreadful
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