walls.

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the walls were white

with photos plastered

across shelves.

the voices were

silent enough

to be too loud.

i was somewhere

in-between.

drowning.

 

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Volkan Olmez

 

 

rebirth

there are times

when i do not fear

the fall.

when i look at the streams

run down earth.

and think

of all the ways

that helps

the flowers

bloom.

© Hudson Biko

bedlam

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in the bedlam

of days

there are times

when the haze

of yesterdays

will come in

and play.

and there are times

when the decay

of the better times

will come in and stay.

and we will

pray

in the only

way

we know how

to ask

for a way

to make the less. less.

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Lydz Leow

grey revisited

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is there anything

that lasts

as much

as the feeling

that nothing

ever will

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Velizar Ivanov

flux

autumn

it’s just past midday.

the adieu

in a milieu

of hues

linger in the orange.

the seas

of leaves

sit still

on the edges

of the branches.

there is a luminescence.

in the absence.

of the stress

to stay.

and it is so beautiful.

© Hudson Biko – Poem and Photograph