Joseph Narusiewicz

Veteran Poet - 1,839 Points (9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Second Coming - Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Sadness as blue as a funeral
Do you see a heart who wants out
Tired and barely real
Just going through the hoops
Art even seems distant
Even your kiss diminishes
Sometimes joy seems like a star
Pray for me my friends
There is work to be done
Only the second coming makes me stay


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 9, 2014



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