Podium of Promises
The podium Promises
How did our silence ensue
When the hopes of the podium erode
That made us roll our sleeves against each
Gone to the dogs?
Where has the despair we shared on the podiums gone?
Did it exist?
Or we were just a party to the trip with no value.
Where is the hope we shared, and rejoiced?
That earned you our thumb prints?
Do we need to change the songs of change?
That send new banters of reminders?
That the despair is here even with you on top?
Or just in our silence should we occupy?
1.5.2017
Endless poetry
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