The River Path Poem by Kevin Webster

The River Path



Canoeing down the long path
of the river path.
Where the rotting lives meet.
Where the souls cry before the drift away.
As the life was draining,
so was myself.
I never knew what it was like
to have a family or
a friend.
my heart was cold and bitter
with a taste of hate.
I guess
I am here for all the
mistakes I made.
Canoeing down the river path
by the lifeless soul of mine.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 28 September 2011

Well written.. You draw your pain in this wonderful lines.

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