Presence

faizan

Felt Your Presence AT Night,
Flew Away Like Dust;
Letters Were Burnt, Which Seemed Strange;
Your Voice I can't Hear,
There's A Knock on the Door;
A Rope Hanging on the Fan;

Felt Your Presence AT Night
Music Saves From the Chaos;
The Rope Got Tight;
The Presence Dwindled
Clouds Cried, but not for us.

  • Author: faizan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 14th, 2023 17:15
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 7
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Comments1

  • faizan

    I'm a rookie... I'm not really good at poems.

    • Doggerel Dave

      Do you believe a little self deprecation will be endearing?

      So what do you hope to achieve by being here?

      I'm really curious....



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