THAT DAY
When I retired,
I handed over a bunch of keys.
I erased
Personal codes,
Secrets of entrances and exits.
And the work email address—
I removed that day.
Ah, that day,
I threw myself
Into emptiness...
- Author: sami mulaj ( Offline)
- Published: September 11th, 2024 18:00
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
Comments3
Excellent write
Thank you!
You're welcome
Aww, responsibility is a very serious thing, even when you're bowing out and kissing adieu to the "life" you once lead. This is a superb and dainty bit of an expose whose haunting poignancy subtly grips the soul with its magnitude. Excellently rendered with great details. Thank you for sharing.
A great metaphor for the ending of all endevors
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