Sobbing Blood Poem by Bob Sujdak

Sobbing Blood



as the last tear dribbled off of his face,
and splashed into the over flowing goblet of his life,
he was sobbing hysterically,
but nothing was coming out

then he felt the cold steel of an unforgiving blade,
as it dug into his back

and then,
crimson-red tears flowed out,
and he knew,
he was sobbing blood

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Antonio Liao 05 April 2009

so suspense...yet very sensitive poem...as it is deeply rooted to what is life as we stand today.....between lines talks of what the world is doing..a sobbing blood we drunk to fulfills what our hearts desire...very nice poem...need to ponder and reflected by us...thank you my friend and God bless...a 10+

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