A new way to cope.

Hearing you laughing
in your sister bewildered
by grace and shame the same

Brother beside me
shouldering the blame
born to decide the inane.

Ghosts on the footsteps
watching home movies
I can't walk through the wall yet
but i can see you right here.

Holding my arrows,
bowing the frames
your picture inside them
a quivering stain.

I sighed and they sighed.
Confused it for prayer.
so I loosened my tie
and got out for air.

Reviews

[Cindy Marietta]

Love this! Really like your choice of words

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Wow.. Nice writing. Pen On.. Do u read mine writing Anguish?