Unspokens

Unspokens

Coldness of the night middle

Defining the blue silence holds.

lluminating yellow of headlights

Scaling the road, returning, to abode.

I wrap self in scattered street lights

To fathom the solitariness of mine–

Amongst all others.

4 responses to “Unspokens”

  1. What a fantastic piece, Sangbad! I loved the way you have very intelligently made use of different colours to denote different situations. Brilliant work! Great to read you again after quite some gap.

    Cheers! 🤗

    Liked by 1 person

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