Monday, July 13, 2009

The silver lining

The Sun glows like
a blood stain out of a bandage
Birds fly hard and high
into the thinning sky
and escape the airy bondage.
Trees give in to their roots
and stand still like prisoners of war
A lone eagle gives up flapping
and floats lazily in descending circles.
Evening walks into a twilight gloom.
Curfew awaits the night
amidst the whistles of the owl
and beating of crickets.
Darkness envelopes like a womb
and I grope for succor
of a friendship of the past.

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