Blankets

I rise daily to your absence

And pretend it’s a good start

Sometimes I feel your presence  

I’ve learned to hide my hurt

My entire world has shifted

Jovial laughters are shallower

My present thoughts diverting           

Casual conversations shorter               

Bliss in life became indifferent              

Motivation to chase has waned                                   

But I still dream of betterment

Long walks on sleepless streets                        

Open meaningful conversations

So, I can lay down…my sadness

.

Poet of the Light © 2022

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