Best Poem of T. M. Isaac

Words Are Doomed To Fail
These words, I know, are saturated with pyrite luminescence,
Bathing in that golden taint of faded essence;
Have I had only the resolve to let you know how I truly feel,
Free from the constraints of myopic metaphors,
coated with delirious gold,
I might have told you that I love you while it mattered.

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Matching Colours
It truly is a perfect scene: You, I,
These brightly coloured residues,
unspoken words and feigned easiness
smeared around us, a glorious composition.

The lens sees what the lens sees,
it misses most. Our faces a little grainy,
the sun reflected off polished smiles
makes it all the more . . .
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