Denial creeps cautiously
Into our
brain:
It translates
our fears; thus,
Dulls the raw pain...
It
summons sweet sunbeams;
It silences rain;
Reality takes
license:
The truth must be feigned...
Denial can quell
the
Dimmest of
noons;
It
spreads saccharined solace
On unprocessed wounds...
It keeps flimsy
bandages
Thick,
strong and tight;
Advising our
tough-times,
Farewell and
good-night !!
poem written by L.P.-G. / 7-2024
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