Posted by: Ron DuBour | January 30, 2019





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Sometimes, you know
when the truth reveal itself
like the first time
in your mind
mostly in the darkest hours
as if
it’s in there all of times,

about tiniest thing
with much more weight
you are blank with mouth open wide
staring at the corners of your confine.

Another moment, it’s just gone
in the middle
not a second to recall
and scribe.

that’s the place
and moments
a good poem belongs.

Copyright @ Sarim Rizvi
30th January 2019
Image credit – artist

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