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.
Hi Robert,
ReplyDeleteDavid Chin re-directed me to your blog. I love your poems!
Will read more when I have more time.
Van
Really? Thanks for reading my poems. Are you in NZ?
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