I saw the hem of your robe
While the door closed
The knob clicked
I was just in pretense
Sleeping was an alibi
And there you are
On tiptoe
Stealthily out of my life.
YOU ARE READING
Tea Poetry
PoesiaPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
Thief
I saw the hem of your robe
While the door closed
The knob clicked
I was just in pretense
Sleeping was an alibi
And there you are
On tiptoe
Stealthily out of my life.
