Sunday, February 17, 2019

Poem #29 It's Weird!


It’s weird to have muted silence,
Where our conversations used to be;
It’s weird to see inertia,
Where our silly pranks used to be;
It’s weird to see nostalgia,
Where our hilarious jokes used to be;
It’s weird to see the roll of tears,
Where our contagious laughter used to be;
It’s weird to stare into blankness,
Where our eyes used to strive to meet;
It’s weird to see melancholy,
Where our loving memories used to be;
It’s weird to see a void,
Where dreams of our future used to be;
It’s weird to have a big blank space,
Where our life together used to be.

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