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GREY
i am light as wind
sometimes,
empty,
my bones hollow,
my skin
like that of an onion
translucent
almost a whisper
i admit
there is regret
and i wonder
if everybody has it
or just people
like me
they said it would be
enough
to have tried,
but i don't think so
sometimes,
empty,
my bones hollow,
my skin
like that of an onion
translucent
almost a whisper
i admit
there is regret
and i wonder
if everybody has it
or just people
like me
they said it would be
enough
to have tried,
but i don't think so
Published 11th Dec 2023
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12th Dec 2023 4:16am
I love the melancholy beauty of this. I can feel the sadness in a quiet way.
12th Dec 2023 10:49pm
Thanks so much for reading and commenting. I'm so pleased the poem touched you.
12th Dec 2023 5:16am
Dear J,
Oh I think many of us feel this and more often than not. Your descriptive words create the perfect grey and I really appreciated this subject because, well, because…great piece. H🌷
Oh I think many of us feel this and more often than not. Your descriptive words create the perfect grey and I really appreciated this subject because, well, because…great piece. H🌷
12th Dec 2023 10:56pm
Thank you so much, Honoria. Your kind comments are always appreciated. I have been grey lately -- an early onset of the winter blues maybe.
12th Dec 2023 11:06pm
hello dearest Javalini this is a painful write one I can relate to
falling short of the mark in many regards on my opinion hurts...
if this is inregards to love you tried is enough in my book...
great write...
falling short of the mark in many regards on my opinion hurts...
if this is inregards to love you tried is enough in my book...
great write...
14th Dec 2023 12:11pm
Thank you for reading and commenting, Crimson. I am happy my poem touched you.
