A Death In a Silent Sleep

The white , distant clouds were floating by
Exactly as the poem of Charles Baudelaire 
Under the  sky an unhappy man was standing alone
He did not see the sky , he did not see the clouds
He was not feeling like doing anything, at all
This life is a failure. Utter failure with an emptiness
He went out
He needed some sleeping medicine, badly.


The white , distant clouds were floating by
Exactly as the poem of Charles Baudelaire 
Under the  sky an unhappy man was standing alone
He did not see the sky , he did not see the clouds
He was not feeling like doing anything, at all
He needed sleep, right away.
A heavy tranquil sleep.
A death in a  silent sleep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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