The pain I hv in losin' u to these
fake things around....
'O' my thought come back to me
I hv lost u in the thin air....
Where will I find u now?
How cld I be optimistic?
as u r the one, not in the reach of
any optical sense.....
What mighty force on this earth,
can bring u back to me
from somewhere deep inside
where u were found.......
I digged n rigged the ocean within,
nowhere to find my speck, m' faltered......
Who cares the pain I hv in losin' u?
All that matters here, r these fake things around.......
The Missing Thing
is a theme this month on Postpoems - well said . A co-poet in search of the elusive thing not there or rumored and unproven to be there "within". ~slc~
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