Dear my lovely Steemians,

A cup of coffee has vanished
transformed into a shadow
words were crossed
I was stunned

sparkling eyes
Could not hold sweat
dim view
Covering the horizon above its sloping

Perhaps because jointed range
Until all barred
restless approached
seclusion
in sports consign by mystery
ghostly

in my silence
undecided
knitting yarn
My rope tangled areca
Destroyed the expectations tattooed

Now all began to fade
gone are already all hope
they go along with the loss of morning dew

All hope was gone #Original Poem