the bunny

the bunny

 

hours of a day

that i spent

sitting in my chair, holding the bunny

that was once held

by a child in my dreams

soft long hair, hugging her face

her flawless eyes, filled with pain

her tiny heart struggling to push

the flow of her blood to her veins

as she spoke, she never complained

as the hours that she was rewarded

not long enough

she held her bunny pressed against her chest

consoling for the loneliness

time shall bring soon enough

for the bunny would no more be held

by the beautiful child

but me

the bunny

the bunny

hours of a day

that i spent

sitting in my chair, holding the bunny

that was once held

by a child in my dreams

soft long hair, hugging her face

her flawless eyes, filled with pain

her tiny heart struggling to push

the flow of her blood to her veins

as she spoke, she never complained

as the hours that she was rewarded

not long enough

she held her bunny pressed against her chest

consoling for the loneliness

time shall bring soon enough

for the bunny would no more be held

by the beautiful child

but me

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A Caress so Smooth

A Caress so Smooth

the glitter of lights all day long

flashing cameras all around her 

her fans, screaming in praise

singing along her performance

the fabric of her gown

smooth against her skin

beautifying her looks glorious

flawless face, shining eyes

surrounded by a million followers

towards the end as the show concludes

turning the bright to dull and dark

getting shivers to think of going home

she takes a ride with her loneliness

her hands trembled to unlock the door

no one no more waiting inside

the house is now disturbingly silent

she sinks into the couch, her eyes not blinking

holding a smiling picture of her Mother 

she gave it a caress so smooth

holding it tight against her chest

imagining mother’s gentle kiss on her forehead

she readys to cry for the rest of the night

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the glass in my hand

there i do it again

what i told me I wouldn’t million times
last time
i promised be the last
when i touched  this glass of wine

no i feel no shame
here i hold the damn glass again
for with the shining glass in my hand
fade away my shades of pain

pain that brings me
to the world real
in which, you are no more
its just me that’s left
grieved, heartsore