by Rachelle Arlin Credo
There's a sudden strange silence
Amid the busy whirl around me
Disclosing the scars of my innocence
From a dreadful yesterday
Shadows paint the spectacle
Of a vision that used to be enchanting
Catching me half a miracle
While a song consumes my thinking
Gradually I drifted into another reality
Like a wind from nowhere blown
Lost in a paradise of adversity
Only to find destiny on my own
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1 comment:
Rachelle:
What a vivid picture you paint; have you tried to have it illustrated on a poster?
:)Kurt Kristensen
PoetSpeak Editor
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