I scratched
Few words
Drew some
New Lines
On Brand new page
With gloss and shine
But blue ink wet
Was smudged
Looked sad
As tear drops
Spilled
Kohl lined eyes wept
Soon,
my new leaf
Looked old
With grief
Dust storm
Of sadness
Gritty eyes
No Sleep
I do now fear
My slumberland
Sweet dreams
Are broken
Just mirages
And sand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Fine depiction. Good words play, interesting to read. Let me quote some lines...Dust storm Of sadness Gritty eyes No Sleep I do now fear My slumberland Sweet dreams Are broken Just mirages And sand. Thanks for sharing.10