‎Scenes From a Memory ‬

An orange teapot on a rusty stove,
A lazy curtain flowing in the breeze.
Books running back and forth on the shelves,
A couch you can fall asleep on with ease.

An electric silence that fills the air,
Energy brimming with darkness and despair.
Not all you see is all, you see;
Because truth comes in sets of threes.


‪#‎100DaysOfWriting‬ – Day 91