Scenes of Life

Traces of what was

Yet what will never be

Left laying in places

I don’t reach for anymore.

Scenes of life

Playing on a screen

Nobody but me

Watches anymore.

Tears disappear into a river

A body once discovered

With much discord

Yet no belief.

Wrap sin into a napkin

Only to place it on a table

In an empty house

Surrounded by trees.

The noise we made

Words we typed

Were left to notification

That there were many more

Left unsaid

Untyped

And forever lost

In a language

We weren’t even able

To speak.

 

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  1. A really sad and deep poem. “Scenes of life Playing on a screen Nobody but me
    Watches anymore.” Exceptional! I love your work. I agree with Grabbety, a lovely poem… You are an amazing writer. Everyone needs to buy your 14 books!

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