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2-Lost Words

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In the dark alleys of my mind
They run about.
Sometimes lost, sometimes found.
Sometimes emerging faintly through the dark
Sometimes vanishing in thin air.
They emerge, only to half-disappear.
Only the sounds of laughter left behind,
Perhaps tiny footprints here and there.

As I sit to recreate these

In dark silent dead nights
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Sonya Florentino 11 October 2009

Only the sounds of laughter left behind, Perhaps tiny footprints here and there. i love the imagery of these....yes, i know what you mean....these phantom words...

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Anupam Sinha 08 January 2007

Nice poem. Creates an image which can be felt rather than seen.

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