Posted in English Poetry

Charcoal

Grains of parted ways

Rusted antiques in the corner

Dusty staircase and corridors..

They wait

Is it possible to have a little wind

To kill some erupting memories

Or is it okay to have them flaming ..

They hurt

I picture them standing

Gazing at each other

Not holding hands..

They love

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