From West to East

In the Rising and Falling

October 9th, 2007 · 2 Comments

I begin to search

the empty rooms of my memories.

Nothing but dust and decaying veils,

crumbling do I find.

A thought rises and dies,

a silent agony.

Rooms dimly lit, where no happiness rests.

I reach for words,

that simply fall away.

I stretch for meanings,

that elude my tender touch.

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