The Lost Door

A filthy day, I walk along

listening to music,

humming the song.

Something still dances

just out of your sight.

A shadow, an omen

in the deep dark night.

Fearless, walking amidst the greens

I approached a soul

– and wished never to be seen.

They actually won’t know

the reason: It’s been me.

In the blink of an eye there was death

like an overflowing stream

that sweeps us away:

My life is a dream.

Copyright Sevenstarhalo, 2015.

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