Thursday, February 1, 2018

Doorman

I found you alone,
hidden in bushes
listening to your intuitive mind,
heartwarming melodies

you knocked my unlocked door
surprise, surprise
eye-to-eye

I finally sip your aching soul
stuck in a deep stance of its limbo
intriguing the evil in me
and my blood streams a river of joy

I finally sip your kindest words in vain
(simplest or longest phrase
my brain remains blithe)

all the memories, rejections, and craps
remain the same

and we,
remain the gap

we're all facing our rejections
you with my sinnest past
and me,
with your present numbness

we are all fragile,
and afraid of things

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