Woman In A Chemise
by Nawreen Juthi
Where are you looking
with your dead stares?
Are you remembering
the pain?
Are you bringing back
the sorrow?
Do you hear that in the distance?
The silence is unbearable
Lonely, lonely woman
You've dried your tearing eyes
Your hands are bound
Your throat is dry
Your skin so pale
You could go anywhere
Just disappear into thin air
No one would notice
No one would care
Gather your courage
Pick up your feet
And leave behind the
gloom.
The dead never come back to life
But luck for you
lonely, lonely woman
You are very much alive.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment