Brief Moments Poem by Troy Tun
Brief Moments
(to TPW)
the mornings
that I see you,
brief moments.
is it heaven
is it hell,
of joy and
of suffering,
does it affirm
my being,
or of
my weightlessness.
how you make me
cry silently -
of tenderness,
of loneliness.
it is not a rose
that blooms inside me.
or if it was,
it lies
all alone,
in a windy night.
and the dark sky
points to -
the coming of
a storm.
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