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Saw this place somewhere
Oh! It was my golden dream
Now the dream haunts me
There are some places where you cannot go even if you want to because of the people or yourself.
Wind drifting through grass
At my feet, it stops and moans
Wind breaks- moaning ends
When the wind stops, silence remains- the moment of stillness.
Water dripping down
From the leaf after the rain-
And the last drop falls
The silence after..........
Falling like crystals,
Raindrops from the sky.
Unfurled like a blanket,
Black clouds seem to cry.

And my room is filled
With earthy scent of soil and clay.
It evokes all my memories
And nostalgia all the day.

Joined by the dancing peacock,
It quenches the thirst of flower.
Crying all the way,
Black clouds loose all their water.
 Jul 10 Aphrodite
rick
smile
 Jul 10 Aphrodite
rick
it’s sad to say
that nowadays
a smile
is more often
used
to hide depression
rather than
express
happiness.
 Jul 10 Aphrodite
Cazzie
There are times where I’m not myself.
I walk and stroll the passerby’s
With foreign eyes
To see if they can tell.
I am a lie of omission.
Not quite the truth.
A bit of a straight arrow,
With flavorings of the uncouth.
I’m not healthy for you,  
(nor would I want to be.)
I am unattainable,
I am fiction,
I am fable.
I am no one, nobody, nadie, Nemo.
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