In ruins

spilleronsheet

Your sailing somewhere there 

looking and mocking at me

did you ever look closely?

 

to your worries

that are boulders 

why my seems like pebbles ?

 

you sit afar,

watch over bleed

like water flowing by 

my sweat and tears never bring you pain ?

 

why don’t you shed even sigh ?

 

I sigh 

I cry 

to the words you taught,

seems blurry with time 

that finger that took a walk

my falls entrusted

but now it seems insecure

 

every fall and rise 

seems an accomplishment 

why you call it cribbing 

stern at fall

never looking at the rise

a ruin yard

 a broken skyscraper

merely dying under sky

  • Author: spilleronsheet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2022 03:02
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  • L. B. Mek

    our coping methodologies can differ so widely
    appreciate the empowering message
    voicing our struggle
    will always be a beginning to finding our solutions and escapes..
    thanks for sharing, dear poet

    • spilleronsheet

      Comprehending the words…and reflecting the same in future….thanks always dear Mek….



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