in between brilliance and the Sea

in between brilliance and the Sea
there is a multitude of stern eyes
staring from the bottom of grief
with one hand dead to the tenderness
we all agreed upon when young

how swift an alibi dissolves the wind
adjunct ants swarm the best
beating brows is synonymous to grief
this day is a fool with its presence
its toys and games and final breath




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2016-08-19 at 21:05

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Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully written.
2016-08-22