Poem from my Father - When you left

Nwriting

I stand alone, at the top of the hill. Half the man with half the will, all the beauty that i see diminished now your not with me. But i hold onto hope tight like a rope as it guides me down the downward slope. To the castle of the wind, where the journey begins bore there by a friend, my time at an end.

what lies between?

what gaping kassam?

what great ravine?

  • Author: Nwriting (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 11th, 2019 06:43
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 12
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  • Poetic Dan

    Thank you for sharing
    A heartful writing



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