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Pencil Poet Nov 2017
A flower,
She whispers to wind
?Sings to the sun, dances to the drizzling rain.?
A flower she breathes
?Nowhere but her sprout.
Pencil Poet Nov 2017
Through barking dogs
?Hooting owls, hissing snakes
?And twilight ghosts,?
The night gets to the day.
Pencil Poet Nov 2017
‘Smile is infectious’?
Said the first slide.
?By the twenty-fourth, realized
Yawn is infectious too.
Pencil Poet Nov 2017
Once upon a time
‘Expose’ was to absorb moments.
Word and deed
Are now adulterated.
Pencil Poet Nov 2017
No sight
?No speech?
Yet skins converse?
Much after our phone calls.
Pencil Poet Nov 2017
Loving you;
the most selfish
And the most selfless deed I ever did.?
Love is indeed an enigma.
Pencil Poet Nov 2017
Walked by shade
?So I see no sun.?
Brightness reminds of you
?So much!
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