Lonely Table Just For?
A Lonely table!
Into the world of perpetual solitude!
The summer midnight, music with gratitude.
A smile, a laugh, an over strained young face.
Echoing memories, an ocean of emotional place.
What might have been and what has been,
Was met with dignity, and unhappness unseen.
Designed as masked actors the world not see.
Magical moments of solace, happily!
Until the chain breaks, insensitively,
Easy role not, piloting bravely,
Till the journey is done.
Bon voyage, and tables just for none!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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