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Softly now, Wish as you whisper, Wipe away the tears That hesitate in my eyes, You paint in lavender today Tomorrow in blue, The day after? Who knows? Why do I weep? It is not the colour, No! It is something else, It is the pain, Sudden, like a slap, That then seeps into my heart, Squeezing it with kisses. I sit alone, watching the thin branches shudder In the breeze, I look again. They are still. No, they sway, I think, The blossom feeds on the fog, As it puffs and sinks and settles. All life and death is here - A blur, A smudge, A shadow, A lick, A spit, A kick, I flick a switch and it has gone. The pain remains, That beautiful ache in my eyes, Washed clean so that I can see The reality of time Expressed so eloquently In a moment That I love.
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Oct 2, 2023
Oct 2, 2023 at 10:51 AM UTC
The Beautiful Pain
Softly now, Wish as you whisper, Wipe away the tears That hesitate in my eyes, You paint in lavender today Tomorrow in blue, The day after? Who knows? Why do I weep? It is not the colour, No! It is something else, It is the pain, Sudden, like a slap, That then seeps into my heart, Squeezing it with kisses. I sit alone, watching the thin branches shudder In the breeze, I look again. They are still. No, they sway, I think, The blossom feeds on the fog, As it puffs and sinks and settles. All life and death is here - A blur, A smudge, A shadow, A lick, A spit, A kick, I flick a switch and it has gone. The pain remains, That beautiful ache in my eyes, Washed clean so that I can see The reality of time Expressed so eloquently In a moment That I love.
2023
TimA
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Oct 2, 2023
Oct 2, 2023 at 10:51 AM UTC
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