Sunday, 16 September 2018

Caught by a Thought


They arrive 
like gusts of wind
Startling sudden 
power force
This moment now
Your decision or not
To move aside 
or change a course
Inborn questions 
quietly posed
Do not ignore 
this pearl they ask
We are your new faces
Ready to unmask
Fleeting in a new light
shadows in a queue
Like a train departing
To who knows where
Leaving you standing
slightly puzzled
Pulling invisible curtains
On fading light
you cannot share

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