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Telephones in the night

Telephones in the night

Telephones in the night

Awakened from the depths of oblivion.
The professional voice emotionless.
She died a few minutes ago
it was peaceful and sudden.
Alone in the dark I weep.
Feeling insecure
like a small boy again.
A stupid thought comes to me.
Who will take care of me now?
Then I remember her soft lips.
Kissing me on my fevered brow
as a little boy.
The sweet fragrance
that was only hers.
Her face so beautiful to me.
I lay a dark suit on my bed
Accessorized a black tie and white shirt
Black for my mood white for her purity.
How come I did not call her last night?
Just to say thank you.
No much more than thank you
So much more.
I call her number
to hear her voice again.
She ask me to leave a message.
I whisper
I love you mom.

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Surabhi Saxena

Heyy Jude..

Its really awesome...

The lines...

''A stupid thought comes to me.
Who will take care of me now?''  
can tell about your pain..! 

Touched my heart..:)

Keep Writing!

Regards

Surabhi

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BLOSSOM

Jude, this made my eyes well up as I read it, so nicely written and I liked the concept!!  I don't know if this was true to your own experience or something you just composed, but either way I felt it!  Writing and poetry, for me, is not just the words or structure you use but how it makes you feel, and I truly felt the emotion   A deep heartfelt write, loved the end, great stuff.  A 5*s and nom from me.

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