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by Samir
Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2251377
Just a thought / Dots....


Dots......


Arrays of dots

Start moving slow

On words I write

And lines I draw


The night was heavy

The light was dim

They started falling

Off papers' rim


Without a purpose

How did they know

In which direction

They had to go


While some were crying

Others were dead

The rest were trying

To talk, instead


Their voices fell flat

And night was bleak

I never knew that

Those dots could speak


When silence took sound

To its secret zone

All words were vanished

With lines I 've drawn


I could barely feel

Shadow of a ghost

Looking for a shelter

I was its host


My words fell broken

Down on the floor

Silence was spoken

Many times, and more


Counting the numbers

Will lead to nowhere

Absent by choice I

Refuse to go there


Sudden and painful

That blinding light

When all its colors

Turned into white


Voices kept screaming

Inside my head

Like blades were cutting

All words I said


How could such silence

Inflict such pain

If words were dead

How to explain


What was that light

Trying to find

If I could not talk

And totally blind


Counting the numbers

Was always wrong

Like singing but really

There was no song


Ask my illusions

And they will tell

Creatures of silence

They know me well


Devils were fighting

With demons in hell

While I was writing

Dots cast a spell.































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