Worried By Worry
Worried by worry
haunted by my own shadow
in a strangler-world I live!
He came, sat on the throne
for no reason he stuck in mud
around the throne
But left the throne so hot
hangmen so tired
granaries so empty
faces so rippled
rats so hungry
that even cool wind
and rain making clouds
were too timid
to fly over our nation!
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
