Darkness of a kind - yes we forget

A darkness is falling on this 

too busy, too involved world, too much involved in itself, 

In our conversations with each other there is not much substance anyway, 

as the shadows of triviality have gathered, choking the fire in our hearts 

that we forget to celebrate those who gave substance to our life, 

Fire in relationships is being extinguished, the sun has gone out of them,

Blocking the passage for the light of love to enter and memories to be made and held easily 

With the virtual stores of our memories

The real store of these transactions is being shut!

and in the smoke being emanated from this burning off 

human relationships with humans are being rewritten in borrowed words, and texts

in smilies, in claps, and love hearts made of colour of blood! 



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