Sohini Mukherjee Poet Free verse

Within a Gilded Frame

Eyes of the weary old woman
Stared at me once again
Her stories etched in my mind
From long ago. 
Her temple full of freckles
And her chin sagging
She was the epitome of hardwork. 
I'm not sure how I resemble her
Though people keep saying it
There's nothing similar between us
Except we both bear a long round nose. 
I hardly ever notice 
How much her skin looks rotten
Or how watery her eyes look
She was suffering 
She knew it was the end
That soon enough she'll end up
Within a gilded frame.

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Beata Agustin September 7, 2024 at 4:48 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.