The poverty of patience
clutches at my soul
as I no more wait to hear
the ends of songs,
the middle of the stories
and the loved ones' complain.
Stuck in the chorus of one,
while the melody of the other recalls
a painful nostalgia, which
further disencumbers a story...
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
The poverty of patience
clutches at my soul
as I no more wait to hear
the ends of songs,
the middle of the stories
and the loved ones' complain.
Stuck in the chorus of one,
while the melody of the other recalls
a painful nostalgia, which
further disencumbers a story...
