Time dismembered the sky
Time
dismembered the sky...
on searches,
imprinting thoughts by
fragments of events.
Your serenity is where
Church is…
And hidden in the whisper,
voice –
makes sense.
Rolling stones are to tear…
Like powder,
consternation
on blanched faces dulls.
Executioner’s paid…
And louder
silence breeds,
cutting “Love” off…
vibrant pulse.
November 19, 2007
Copyright ©2007 Iouri Lazirko
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Hey "Your serenity is
Hey
"Your serenity is where
Church is…
And hidden in the whisper,
voice –
makes sense."
These lines are very expressive
**Gitanjali**
Thank you, Gitanjali,
This is the time when loneliness is the only way to outlive the pain.
Ubi vita, ibi poesis!