A sunny window

shows birds flying free,

peace filling the air

joys swim in the breeze.

A darkened shadow

obstructing all views,

dragging a thick chain

as the panic grew.

The calming warm wind

sound jingling chimes,

euphoric wishes,

travel far through time.

The loudest dog bark

is distantly heard,

screams freeze deep inside,

spoken words are slurred.

Icy cold water,

a semi-parched throat.

Champagne everywhere,

glass up for a toast.

Consumed bitterness,

scratch thirsty dry throat.

Envisioning drinks,

finding a dry moat.

Nostrils sniff streams

of flowered perfumes.

An increasing scent,

as new ones just bloom.

Inhaling skunk musk,

lingered in the air.

Throwing both arms up,

while screaming, unfair!

Graze the reflection,

a sandpaper scrape.

No place left to run,

or hopes for escape.

A caressing touch

with the mildest hue,

breaks negative up,

showing what is true.

By Grace Y. Estevez 

From: United States

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