Sad - Poem by Grace Tan
I am sad-
Don’t ask me for its depth.
There’s just a horrible sinking-
Swallowing every breath that comes;
Leaving you only left
Inhaling those short, heavy sighs
That you leave
Withered, crumpled leaves on the autumn mud.
Kissing your cheek,
Those sad, sad eyes
Like you never knew.
I am sad.
And when the wind blows,
Veiled sheets crinkle.
(11th March ‘07)
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