Oh how they moved together, gliding effortlessly across the dance floor.
He wore a silver grey suit with shining black shoes and a peacock blue tie that matched the dress of the woman he had in his arms.
It seemed as though they were floating.
Eyes lost in the other's, just suspended in time.
It was quite the spectacle, really.
The beautiful couple brought a smile on the old lady's face who sat nearby reminiscing her olden days.
It was, but, too perfect a picture to ruin.
Suddenly the cruiser gave a lurch and the next thing you know the cruseliner, was making a dangerously slow downward descent.
Everything was now distorted.
Mayhem broke out but the old lady didn't even flinch.
Her eyes brimming with tears as she realised that this time there wasn't anyone to save her. Not even a plank of wood.
She realised that soon her body would join her heart that had sunk to the depths of the ocean not long ago.
She realised that in death, lay her peace, her love, her soul...
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Golden Hues
PoetryI've come to realise that I can express my emotions through words better than actions, be it anger or love, joy or sadness. I am not sure if everyone would be able to relate to my poems but even if it touches you in any tiny way possible, I'm glad I...