Harlekin Hystrion

Will in time scream
It was not me
Never shed a sec
The way you shed your tears
The way you shed your smiles
Will in time mime
There’s nothing to see
But a wave of my hand
Reaching too nigh
Upon illusions fed
Illuminae sucked
Upon the twilight bled
Moments frozen stuck
For once I end
It’ll be too late

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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