Monday, 22 April 2013

In Twilight

In twilight
With purple bruised skies; moonlight
Eyes watch sad men make
Their way home
They walk alone

Broken promises
Whispers not worth the air
Of their breath
They feel emptiness
Not feel her heartbeat

In this still night
Thoughts pass by
Transient dreams
Of what can never be
The deepest dark sleep

Painted visions of a broken land
                Another etch on unprinted sand
                I’d rather have the silent dreams
                Then to live with the nightmares

It is midnight
Cold, shivering and alone
You reach across to seek
The one you need
Feeling triumphant

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