As Pain



morning pried the curtains open
with an edge so thin as pain
broke my heart as I was hoping
just to dream of you again

out in the streets the kingdom calls
citizens blend into the walls
like hydrogen atoms into rain
I will sleep to dream of you again

broke my heart as I was hoping
morning pried the curtains open

with an edge so t h i n
as pain.



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-08-01 at 15:15

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Wow. I agree with Bibek this is meditative poetry pried open to perfection. The repetitions are great ad you say so many things by saying so little. I love it
2016-08-05


Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Meditative! You've crafted a painful meditative experience. Loved it.
2016-08-01