Dust Rain

Maria Mocha

Flying rids dust particles

from between creases,

hidden within the cloth,

hanging against the window.

Certain memories too painful

of their purpose for being

plague the room with terror,

with angry dreams of regret.

Winter air blows through,

stirring the stale atmosphere

by silently bellowing the cries,

of an innocent sufferer of neglect. 

–by Maria Mocha © 2006

Published by Maria Mocha

I love creative writing and photography and I am passionate about both. I write poetry, essays, short stories and various thoughts about different topics. Sometimes I will post pictures I have taken as well. Writing eases my mind, releases tension in my heart and cleanses my soul. I will post a variety of my writings I have done over the past 20+ years and current writings. I will also post various photos I have taken from time to time as I also like photography as well. I welcome you to my blog and I hope you enjoy it.

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