A Broken Bottle

lrave



Coming across a narrow road
Seeing an Only arrow
Coming across the wrong one
Suddenly a brake;Stomped frequently
There was one last chance
Yet it blew
Sirens coming from the opposite side
A broken bottled glass
That's it,it's where it all came from.
Why stop,when you can continue.

  • Author: lrave (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 30th, 2016 14:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME IRAVE ~ THANKS for an interesting first peom ! The question you pose is one we often only answer when it's too late ! WHY STOP ~ WHEN YOU CAN CONTINUE ? BRIAN ~ Please check my poems ~ Thanks B



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