You take a hard road,
I sip the tears your eyes try to hold.
You drink a bottle of wine,
I finish what is undone.
Your eyes are red,
I help you go to bed.
Through evening’s rest, you dream,
I try to silent you when you scream.
You wake up often,
You cry;
I listen,
I stay nearby.
When you eventually have the clue
of what you shall do,
I leave
With a sign of relief.
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Hello, This is a work of fiction, trying to capture a writer’s block.
And for Thursday Poets Rally!
I want to say thank you to Suzi, Pravin nair for their kind nominations,
Referring to The Perfect Poet Award Week 14, which Jingle accepts here.
For week 15, Jingle wish to nominate Brian Waystationone!
Have FUN, everyone!
😉 😉 😉
The Perfect Poet Award week 14