Teira Naahi

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Ch 13

No feeling remains

I have nothing left inside

There is nowhere left to hide

No secret sign to run

Darkness gathers force within

As we willingly forget the beautiful 

All the little things in life

Seem to fall by the bye

Tell me buddy can you spare some change

Perhaps some shelter from these winter rains

My bones are cold

I am soaked right through 

It would be so kind coming from you

But my eyes are dull

And the words have no play

This cardboard box 

Now serves as my grave

And when I died in that night

No one cried with the dawn

I was a homeless man

A family man

I was broken but yours:

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