Monday, October 30, 2006

Lazy Poetry

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.

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3 comments:

UL said...

Nice, very nice.

UL said...

If you like poetry, check out NS Poetry from my blog, I think you might enjoy it.

Anonymous said...

this easy?
i wonder
maybe i'm a poet too

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