Saintdc Reward

Rookie - 10 Points (04.04.1993 / Lagos, Nigeria.)

In My Closet - Poem by Saintdc Reward

In throes of grief wit no pal nigh
my aches let out in trembling sigh
no hi from all my dearie pals
they all and sundry wandering far

just alone with me an I
no one to help dry my tearfilled eye
bleeding heart and griefsick mind
not a joy around to find

grief sticking like a second skin
sticking closer than a next of kin
so much pains for my lowly age
leaving me pleading for a saving grace

a grace to help end my painful seige
in which im so clamped in grief
so at least my tears would cease
and my pains could really ease.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 27, 2011

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