Rough is this coat i wear soiled and torn from to many falls.
A cold shadow casts me forward as a flame consumes the wick.
This numb existence i possess stares at reckless abandon because.
Of to many choices ignored while being delivered mistakes picked.
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Heartiest Congrats for the Poem of the Day recognition to the amazing feelings and emotions for the one of the dearest things- the old coat, woven in form of a beautiful poem.
torn coat...hollowed eyed.......metaphors are...catching....... thanks with congratulation..
there is such a desolate air to this write.... it suggests to me one who does not expect anything other than another pitfall...tyvm karen
Depressing feeling I get here from these words. It works for me Jack. A cold shadow casts me forward as a flame consumes the wick. Nice line, rather inspirational. Keep up the good work.
I liked it to Jack. I read it for the title and I'm glad I did. One of your best. S.
I remember an identical poem. most probably it is composed by a great poet.
a really great poem - your descriptions in this one is really great!
A good coat is a good friend in a lonely world I liked this one a lot
nice poem, can be polished further; but congrats on being poet of the day!