The Time Of Indifference Poem by Lev Brekhman

The Time Of Indifference



My indifference flying to you -
An unwanted parting gift.
Don't have many gifts, just a few,
Being by nature a sort of a thrift.
A thrifter's world is a barren place,
Lacking compassion, love, or joy.
Old rogue's, time-beaten face,
Mask in the misery/hatred alloy.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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