empty hands
the dust,
the smoke, the foggy air
and his words.
i breathe in everything
that i've just heard.
i'm lost for words.
none will say anything.
everyone remains quiet
and still in this dark room.
he's pale as the wall,
still shocked.
i walk away,
empty handed.
1 comments:
Zama khwaga khor,
Take care of yourself - your too sweet, to precious to be sad, a diamond amongst gems - My beloved Apple.
Come back into our embrace :)
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