June morning is mellow, breeze is cordial

tap of my bathroom splashing the drowsy silence

thoughts oozing out, words bursting out

I shall stop it, I shall bandaged the wounds

keeping it safe for the November morning

when I’ll sleep; smile on my lips

pains tapped under the stoned beats

memories of mine becoming silence

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21 thoughts on “Avenir

    1. My pleasure Gina…it may be first time I do not know why I had wrote this…the whole poem was wrote in mind while I was returning from office this morning after night shift…and now when am reading this it seems it was wrote by someone else not me…

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      1. sometimes the words just flow from the heart.moments of great disclosure. I am always surprised at your gift.. get rest after night shift. rest your body and soul my friend.

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