It’s Not the Same!
15.
That night was
And was not
The
Same,
As
Dream
Took me in her arms
And
Whispered:
“Dreams disappear,
But, I only arrive!”
……
16.
Let the bombs not
Call shots
Nor make and mar
The fortune
Of
Satans/Men, women
And their children.
That night was
And was not
The
Same,
As
Dream
Took me in her arms
And
Whispered:
“Dreams disappear,
But, I only arrive!”
……
16.
Let the bombs not
Call shots
Nor make and mar
The fortune
Of
Satans/Men, women
And their children.
Author’s note: These’re 20 short prose poems grouped into 10 pairs, with each pair while depicting the ‘darkness’ around us, is readying us, as if, for a brighter future and praying for it’s arrival!