Sadness
Sad story here:
Weary words crawl,
Slip, slide and brawl
Devoid of cheer.
Sadness now curls:
Weary form squeeze,
Cold windy breeze,
Harsh wintry swirls.
Sad tale now breaks:
Feel lull afraid,
Pain, strain and dread,
Can fate forsake?
No need to fuss:
Sad feelings heap,
Dark grip yearns sleep,
Fate punctures lust.
Leon Enriquez
28 November 2018
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2018
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