May 24
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Colors of Daily Life

May 24
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Empty Promises

Moonbeams illuminate the cedar wood floors of the tiny antique shop,
The only source of light in the darkest hour of the night,
When dreamers dream, with only the bitter cold seeping into fatigued bones….
Until the horizon turns orange and gold, and the moon hides its face yet again.
 
A small girl with red cheeks and raven black hair opens the door,
Holding the weathered hand of father, their breaths forming fog in the wintry air,
For in the depths of the tiny shop lay a lone black violin case,
Out of place like a brick among colorful feathers in stark contrast.
 
Once, it was apprized by many, carefully handcrafted with the utmost love and care,
And not a speck of dust dared touch its polished varnish then.
Its warm, rich melodies had sung in many acclaimed concert halls,
Its timeless, haunting beauty connecting the souls of strangers for that one moment,
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Memories of Youth

When we were young, we woke up to Mama’s food and coffee, baby in her lap
With the mercy of the hot morning sun shining down on bright yellow sunflowers 
In the garden with the old white fence 
But all I remember is you and me from the lost postcard album 
Blissful and happy, together with ice cream under the bright blue summer sky
At sixteen we dream first love, confusing passion and ambition lost in nature’s wildfire
Yet eternal in a thousand stars making their crisscross journeys to earth 
For the moon comes out every night playing the sun, the light in the depths of darkness  
Blinding us for a moment, too fast to see each other
I can hear the clock’s faint ticking, for time is running out for me and you, 
But you’ve got to have life to love life, not sparing fractions of seconds 
Fearful of the future, wasting a million existences in indifference 
For in silence and old age,
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Shadows of Indifference

A night, midnight blue, one with no stars
An eye peering through the opening, clouds reflected in gaze
And blank stares, pearly white- drenched in tears
 
The pendulum’s swinging, completing its endless cycle
Hushed whispers ripple the surface, then back again
An unfathomable abyss and death’s glare upon us with wings of black silk shadowing
 
A mirror with many faces, broken shards blemishing beauty
A girl, no two. Nameless, shamelessly looking. Dreaming-
As the sweet, soul sucking vortex redeems her again
 
Walls encroach upon the silent dreamer as she remembers
Transparent glass walls that cuts us with its sharp frame and protects-​
Unshackled but made captive, the dragon’s strength wanes from toil
As two wrongs aren’t made right with Chaos king and darkness spilling
 
It isn’t tempest from which I hide, or fire that chars my flesh
May 24
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Shadows of Indifference

A night, midnight blue, one with no stars
An eye peering through the opening, clouds reflected in gaze
And blank stares, pearly white- drenched in tears
 
The pendulum’s swinging, completing its endless cycle
Hushed whispers ripple the surface, then back again
An unfathomable abyss and death’s glare upon us with wings of black silk shadowing
 
A mirror with many faces, broken shards blemishing beauty
A girl, no two. Nameless, shamelessly looking. Dreaming-
As the sweet, soul sucking vortex redeems her again
 
Walls encroach upon the silent dreamer as she remembers
Transparent glass walls that cuts us with its sharp frame and protects-​
Unshackled but made captive, the dragon’s strength wanes from toil- where did dragon from
As two wrongs aren’t made right with Chaos king and darkness spilling
 
It isn’t tempest from which I hide, or fire that chars my flesh