Scrapings on the wall

Scrapings on the wall

A Poem by BetanuZwei

there are scrapings on the wall
a different language
almost

a history encased in tears
and scratches
almost

this foreign tongue speaks volumes
yet is silent to my ears
almost

almost...what?
almost a story? or maybe these eyes deceive me
almost a life? in just the scrapings on the wall

i can trace the patterned surface
with my fingertips
almost.

© 2011 BetanuZwei


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Added on February 1, 2011
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BetanuZwei
BetanuZwei

United Kingdom



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My name is Beth, though Bet or Betanu are also fine. I have written online before using my pseudonym/alter-ego Brian. He has a facebook fanpage and everything ;) To save you wasting your time read.. more..

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