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Tuesday 19 January 2016

Absences



There is a road crumbling for lack of feet
A song undone by want of voice
A pair of wings waiting for a bird
Words not yet composed into poetry
Light yet un-seen because of too much light
Chocolates melting for want of tongue
Grapes that yearn intoxication
And there’s a small corner
In our many worlds
A country unnamed
For want of citizenry.

4 comments :

  1. there are eyes gone red for lack of moistness
    lungs standing still for want of sighs
    a heart frozen at a point in time.

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  2. and there are kisses that cry for lips.

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  4. It's so touching..your poetry heals my soul...

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