Old Writer Read Count : 117

Category : Adult

Sub Category : Adult Fantasy
(Part 1)
Silence fall in these walls
A late hour
Eyes grown heavy
Sleep falls
Stuck deeply
Lost in a world cruel and cold
One with no humility
City buildings about centuries old

In its atmosphere,sickness dwells
Toxic fumes has the air polluted
Chaos struck this city
The clouds grew teary
Sky,rainy

Old writer on the side of the street
Left hand bandaged
A bloody sheet

Tinted,burnt skin
A struggle of uncertainity to words
Blue on white
His eyes
A horrific,sad sight
Tired,bloodshot,weary

You see this man
Though he can't see you
His pain,released in writing of ink
Emotion pours out without having to think

Comments

  • Really makes you think...great poem....

    Aug 20, 2017

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