Absence | Presence

In a room full of people 

I miss your eyes on mine. 

And the silent conversation we had with just one look. 

And though my smile never falters 

Your laughter doesn’t resonate in the air. 

And sometimes the right kind of music 

Or rather the wrong kind,

Brings your soul next to me. 

And your hand reaches for mine 

And we dance for all the times we didn’t. 

And for a moment, just a second.

It’s real. You’re there. 

And then like a magician’s best trick you disappear. 

And I’m left alone swaying between 

Crowds of people. 

Holding on to myself. 

As usual. 

-Pratz

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9 Comments Add yours

  1. So beautiful… ❤

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    1. Pratz says:

      thankyou ❤

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  2. Ξnigma says:

    Beautifully penned. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Pratz says:

      Thankyou 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Ξnigma says:

        You’re welcome. 🙂

        Like

  3. kritikagarg says:

    Nyc… 👍👍🙏

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  4. So beautiful! I minored in English in college and had to take a modern poetry class. This reminded me of how amazing poetry can be xx

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    1. Pratz says:

      Thank you so much :). I think that it what poetry is all about, reminding us of past moments, lost memories or beautiful feelings. ❤

      -Pratz

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