Watching the night approach with silent tread
Waiting to clasp his hand.
Waiting for that compassion
That pretends not to notice faults
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This is delicious and solemn and speaks of rituals behind closed doors. Casts a spell on everyone who reads it..thanks Rani.
wonderful abstract lyric poem, lovely to read..........10+++++++
Rani, excellent piece of poetry. A joy to read.10/10 Regards, Ian
'Darkness softens, hides, transmutes Bases qualities into gold Moonbeams dance on rooftops; it may be Soon I those rays of light could hold'... your words in these lines dance with the imagery you build up there...pleasing poem Rani...thanks...10