The rainbow is broken

The rainbow is broken

 

The rainbow is broken; twisted, jaded, cracked and faded.

A once-loved token; that existed – now degraded. What it lacked had made it

 

the most beautiful reminder of a glorious reality now left so far behind: There in the dusty recesses of time it’ll wait until someone would see the value lying there, wasted, in the shadows of a mind once fruitful; useful, truthful, youthful.

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Tired old carpet

Tired old carpet

This life is blind:

the eyes are the mind-

what you see is what you do;

disregarded are all the truths you ever knew.

There is no thought spared for the down-trodden individual

whom, despite its circumstances, is an enlightened intellectual.

Too despaired to change one’s own life-happenings,

another day is born, another day is killed;

many things are too much and you’ve had too much of many things.

tired old carpet - alone

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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