05/13/25
Write Sixteen Beautiful Lines
Third Place
Contest by Constance La France
Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days. Too long Past and too short Future At present, in senile decay. Does not matter, rue or rapture. No dynamism., life stagnant, Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days. Forgotten when progress was vibrant. All around dark, no shiny rays. Life has no charm, lustre and glaze Nothing to expect , nothing to gain. Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days Only spending time in vain. Awaiting for last bell to ring Yet for rest of life, wish to pray Dynamism again to bring ! Bleak, Bitter ! Now dragging dull days.
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