Deadly Knocks

Been long since his memories had been towed
Fear had a voice with many echoes
Yesterday once more, raised its ugly head
Why couldn’t memories be buried instead

He had crept into a broken heart stealthily
And had sealed the bruises lovingly
Slimy and gooey, the ends came off too soon
A rebirth was to happen after the full moon

Fear had a voice with many echoes
Alas, the door to which must soon be closed

Kavita Panyam.

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