Conversations
I wonder why we talk no more? He said,
There once was such a lilt in your voice,
Our conversations shone, as if lit within,
There was laughter and there was joy,
And now, the words resound no more,
They seem to lose their way in abstractions,
I don't hear their music.
Don't you know why? She said,
Perhaps the words were merely reflected shine,
Lit within, yes, within,
And when the light died inside,
They lost their luminescent beings.
Now, There's just this dark silence that you see,
Perhaps that's why the conversations ceased...
-Vinny
30/11/15
There once was such a lilt in your voice,
Our conversations shone, as if lit within,
There was laughter and there was joy,
And now, the words resound no more,
They seem to lose their way in abstractions,
I don't hear their music.
Don't you know why? She said,
Perhaps the words were merely reflected shine,
Lit within, yes, within,
And when the light died inside,
They lost their luminescent beings.
Now, There's just this dark silence that you see,
Perhaps that's why the conversations ceased...
-Vinny
30/11/15
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