Red, my favourite
Didn't think it was right...
like being erased.
like being snuffed out...
Fluorescent lights are strewn
across the ceiling...
Somehow
in the silence...
I have seen a lot of sunsets
I have seen too many sunrises...
Though separated
While standing apart I watch...
What happens to pain
that never dissolves...
Bedazzled are the stars that wink at me,
While dancing under twilight chandeliers...
Silence fills the void of my existence,
Intruding upon others’ fragile lives...
sad face will never rich their dreams unless it...
Today I pruned the roses
I touched the green leaves...
... like a blanket
made from cotton...