napowrimo: a song not meant to be sung (day 11)

by prasanna   Apr 11, 2020


y/our laughter is a metronome
playing into the late hours of
night; we brazenly steal from
silence.

i know i'm your favourite
melody to hum when you
find yourself alone.

singing the words until
one day it’s a foreign
song to you;

you forgot all the
words.

visual: https://imgur.com/LJGaUVz

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  • 3 years ago

    by M. Rene'

    Whoa, that was one hell of an introduction - I forgot how good you are with those.

    "We brazenly steal from silence" - damn. I don't know how you make this writing thing look so easy.

  • 4 years ago

    by Sunshine

    This kind of 2nd favorite character in your love poems is a killer. I feel like I'm reading a chain of poems. there is this consistency in between your lines. A connection between your work.. it makes readers part of the writer's life and its very cozy and touching. An amazing poem... waiting for the nxt

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