The she

Posted by Zave | Posted in , | Posted on 00:58

In a sea of silence she is the only word,
In the desert of ugliness, a sole mirage,
Of hope, and utter disbelief.

She is, the sources of the prayers,
The pride and their envy,
A midnight summer's dream.

Walking by, waving a smile,
Almost breaking through,
The facade of the uninterested.

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