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119. Nightfall beckons

Let not the night mourn in despair

As darkness snuffs out the flame

Of yellow ochre stains that streak

Quite noiselessly

Across turquoise painted skies.

Let not the silence hold her breath

As wispy clouds circle a silver moon.

Howling dogs call out our names

Quite faithfully

And so our wild hearts sigh.

Let not the inky blackness swallow me whole

For the night is dark, darker than it was yesterday.

The stars are hidden, far away from all light.

I strain my eyes to make out my path.

©Brindology 2017

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117. Vanilla

The room grows quiet,
the footsteps leave haltingly,
pausing at the door.
Perhaps remembering
words that weren’t said.

Shadows fall tall
on the ground outside.
Leaves drift in a scented breeze.
Vanilla.
A taste of longing so sweet.
A fragrance that pulls
at the heart,
not letting those memories sleep.

The room is quiet.
Even the breath makes no sound.
I strain to hear
the absence of your voice.

©Brindology 2017

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116. All roads lead to home

The winds blew and we were caught in a storm,

Waves crashed furiously from nightfall into dawn,

We listened to each other speak and thought in our heads

But confusion reigned noisily and our hearts filled with dread.

The road wasn’t paved yet,

The ground was all wet,

The leaves blew into our eyes

Stealing our precious sight.

We soldiered on,

Two by two,

All alone.

Carrying bricks with hands so worn,

One by one,

All alone.

Our duty we did,

Our way back we knew,

When we finally turned back

To look at the city and you.

©Brindology 2017
Original artwork by Brinda Naidu

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115. Remember

Remember,

Through it all

You will stand once more

With your shoulders back

And your head held high.

Remember,

Through it all

You will smile once more

With your spirit healed

And your heart will know why.

Remember.

©Brindology 2017
Original artwork by Brinda Naidu

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113. Never be loved

You thought you could never be loved,
And so you sat far away in the corner.

You thought you could never be heard,
And so you tried to best to disappear forever.

You thought you could never be seen,
And so you walked further and further,

Not knowing I fell in love with you,
And into the breeze your name would I whisper.

©Brindology 2017

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112. Alone, again 

And if I may,
I would like you to sit beside me and read these words slowly,
allowing every thought to float into our space 
and listen with the curiosity of a bygone day. 

My purpose is not of my choosing.
I am drifting like stardust in a vast world,
coming to land at your feet 
with the softest of kisses 
and the blessings of hope. 

Our days are numbered,
counting themselves out second by second,
enveloping time in the forgotten promises we made long ago.

You don’t need to hold my hand,
but I’d love it if you would.
I am alone,
just like you. 

Please hold me as I cry. 

©Brindology & Cassandra Luey 2017
Original image by Cassandra Luey

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111. Across the waters 

I looked across the waters today,
Hoping to see your face again.
I heard only the wind blow
And the falling of the cold rain.

When did you leave me,
Why did you go away?
Why did you stay silent 
When we had so much to say?

I wait every day of my life 
To taste your lips, my love,
To see the sunrise in your deep eyes,
And to thank the stars above.

©Brindology & Cassandra Luey 2017
Original image by Cassandra Luey

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