The air was swollen with quietude
It felt calmer than usual
Vibrations of bygone conversations
Usually lingering about
Were nowhere
It had no smell left
no music, no story
The air was empty but heavy
with the heart of an unwanted
It had finally concluded its cleansing
Now,
Swollen with quietude
Were nowhere
It had no smell left
no music, no story
The air was empty but heavy
with the heart of an unwanted
It had finally concluded its cleansing
Now,
Swollen with quietude
Shringi
29 June 2016
Painting by Dan McCaw
