The False Promise

There is a promise of rain on the trembling lips of dawn;

the wind is mildly flavoured with a faint hint of petrichor

Oh how my heart rejoices, the rare prospect of respite;

oh how my heart trembles, may be the promise of a whore

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The Communication of Silence

There was a communication of silence;

a silence louder than any chaos

Their eyes asked if their dreams had any chance of fulfillment;

if it was possible for life to give them a pleasant surprise

My heart wanted to say yes for I have a human heart which feels;

my eyes said no for they have seen too much of life to believe in miracles

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