Lord R. E. Taylor Poet Free verse

His Sad Life

After so many bad things happened
He felt nothing for so long
It was as if he was in a coma
All his pain stopped hurting
Love was something not remembered
And happiness never existed
Still, every day he trudges on
Knowing the future is no better
The present was a symbol of death
And the past could not have been worse
But at least he was alive
For him, even that was too much to ask

© Poem – VII/XXVI/MMXXII

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S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri July 27, 2021 at 1:33 AM A tough challenging sad life it is when life itself is too much to ask. You expressed the plight in strong superb poetry. Kudos for the poem! ------<<<<<<<^^^^^>>>>>>>>~~~~~~>>>>>> Also plz do read and comment my newest poem here.