Poetry Corner

The Daily Relax...

The daily relax
When time slows,
And sounds grow silent;
Rooms fill with faint shadows;

All becomes still
And individual

Everything rests
While pressures seep away
Into the folds of covers,
Hidden till the next day.

Listen, just the distant drone
Of people on their way back home.

Cold comes;
All feels sharp
Yet refreshing. Cold tells us
To sleep embark.

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