Thin Threads



Threads
Intermingled
No pattern
Just tied to our heart
Stretching it all over

Thin, Multicolored,
From the shadows
Into the shadows
A Halo
In the midst of our mind's dust
Dust of exhausted energies.

Halo of a flickering flame
For a moment- brighter than ever.
About to die?

Thin threads
In a haze of complexities
Too simple yet too hard
Too many thin threads.

One swipe by the sharpest Will
And a thread is cut.
A pain numbed.
A kiss forgotten.

2 comments:

  1. Oh, we have a poet here! I shall refrain from commenting on issues I cannot fathom though. Poetry usually goes straight up. :P

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