Jan 2017
I Have Lost My Poetry
Stained with remnants
of an unforgiving past,
my heart tends to sulk
But then I blink
my two lifeless eyes
and forget where I'd been
before.
*
Stained with remnants
of an unforgiving past,
my heart tends to sulk
But then I blink
my two lifeless eyes
and forget where I'd been
before.
*
My recent poems always seem unfinished but this is how it goes...
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2017
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2017
Written by
Cyrille Octaviano
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