Tuesday, 27 October 2009

A Life so Brittle


A life So Brittle


Today
she came
to share
her laughter rare.

Her heart
she poured out
like there’s
no tomorrow.

Strange!
We knew
she was a person
depressed
with problems
excess.

Normally,
She was
a quiet lady.
But today
she was
unusually
happy.

The next day,
My God!
She was gone.
In the dark
without looking
left and right
she crossed
a busy road.

A car
with a demon
behind
the wheel
mowed her,
and she
was gone
forever.

2 comments:

  1. Hi Robert,

    David Chin re-directed me to your blog. I love your poems!

    Will read more when I have more time.
    Van

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  2. Really? Thanks for reading my poems. Are you in NZ?

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