A Poem At Dawn With No Titled

Kinsley Lee

As the waking at dawn quickens its pace, the oldness is nigh without understand.
In the chime of a Kakao message yet, heart emotions remain, 
Oh, alas! The days of verdant youth, never to regain! 
Looking the face, captured by a phone-lens, the wrinkles are deeply engrained.
(14th, Jul.,2023, Kinsley Lee)

  • Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 14th, 2023 18:07
  • Category: Short story
  • Views: 2


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