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She's there You know
he shuts the door on her again
the phone grew silent
the messages died mid sent
the room re-echoes with emptiness
she falls down the chutes
endless towards the darkness
she wants to be miles away
not knowing not feeling
the colours fade in and out
she starts not to care
the greyness of the walls
embraces her, she's there
You know.
the phone grew silent
the messages died mid sent
the room re-echoes with emptiness
she falls down the chutes
endless towards the darkness
she wants to be miles away
not knowing not feeling
the colours fade in and out
she starts not to care
the greyness of the walls
embraces her, she's there
You know.
Published 20th Feb 2015
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Anonymous
20th Feb 2015 10:37am
Shes there in the shadow,thats how I read this fine poem by you,dear Grace...
20th Feb 2015 4:28pm
indifference is terrible isn't it. One fades into the walls actually. Thanks for reading dear Mourganna.:)
20th Feb 2015 12:14pm
Mmmmm.....I'm there right now Grace. I know, I know. Beautiful ink as only you can do. Captured the essence of mood here : )
20th Feb 2015 4:30pm
When you speak and no one listens and dusts is your breath...when nobody cares its when you fade into something that don't matter anymore. :) thanks MrM...for reading. :)
20th Feb 2015 1:09pm
Even the title speaks volumes! Between the capitalization of She & You, and not capitalizing there & know, the emphasis and meaning are relayed amid a momentary pause. Even when they are in the room together, there is emptiness behind imaginary doors and walls that create a distance between them that is closer to infinity than their hearts want to admit. The depth of her loneliness stretches into my heart. I know this poem as if I had written the verse myself... A gracefully great write! JJ
20th Feb 2015 4:33pm
Indifference is horrible isnt it. You become something that displaces air.:)beyond that...emptiness. thanks for reading, Poetryman.
21st Feb 2015 7:32am
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