Solitude of Life

NaPoWriMo Project

(Poem: 6/30)

My soul searched for my body
During birth, they mingled as one
During life, they were inseparable
During death, they singled out as two

Through the performance,
I trusted some whom I met
They felt it was easy to upset,
They cared not & let me rot.

Thoughts play & memories slay,
Words like clay strikes me at bay
I sway & stagger on my way
Lay beaten & lost against words
Leaving me to number my days

Aggrieved about my past
Diseased with these thoughts
My present showing no remedy
My future is totally cloudy..

A lamp burnt-out.


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