poetry critical

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Random Poem:

There is No Room To Cry In

There is No Room To Cry In
On nights when I wanted to forget, I read,
And the walls, lamps and desk were there to embrace me.
When I came over to lie on the floor,
The sun lit a stage light on my back, the room got dull and I said, “ I’m home in your house.”
On days we wanted to be happy we sang,
And the glass in the window seems to magnify the light.
When I danced, the walls pushed us closer together and I felt your love breathing into my chest,
Never was it just the wind.
When I took a picture of three roses standing in your hands the flash whitewashed the comforting room,
And I tried without the flash but it was too dark to see the harmony of the yellow, red and green.
Now some days you hold three roses,
But the room just stares.
So now you cry and there are no pictures or roses to make you smile,
The room just looks at you like it did something wrong
The sun seems to be preoccupied with the sky, and the lights seem to shake like your hands when your blood is moving too fast.
And that’s why we close our eyes to cry.

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