Old woman sighs
In winter solitude;
A baby’s cry shatters it.
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Rain falls ceaselessly
In its pitter patter.
The walls form a prison.
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I wait.
The phone rings
And silences my thoughts.
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Old age shivers
Middle age covers it with a shawl
The young look away bored.
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Framed photographs and
Fresh flowers beside.
The decay smells.
3 comments:
Nice, very nice.
If you like poetry, check out NS Poetry from my blog, I think you might enjoy it.
this easy?
i wonder
maybe i'm a poet too
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