Transferring My Emotions To An Object
Eyes
pour my
pain always
to the pillow.
Upon bed it lies..
hearing faintly
to my deep
distressed
Cries.
24-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Note1:*Ninette poetry Contest*
Sponsored by Emile Pinet.
Placed as Honorable Mention in the Contest.
Note2:BRIAN'S CHOICE 10,any form,any theme
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Copyright © V. Deepa | Year Posted 2020
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