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After over a decade of sharing poems on this blog, I thought it was finally time to tell you about something very close to my heart. Last ye...

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Lost and Lost


Red nose, chapped lips,
Aching legs, wet cheeks,
Broken heart, burning throat,
Tearful eyes, till cockcrow.
Pain of loss, days in shame,
Congested lungs, stiffened brain,
Wet brow, sweating hair,
Disastrous agony filled in air.
Past is all that flash in present
Careless future, getting senescent,
Screaming silence, silent fret,
All is dead, except death itself.

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