Watermelon Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Watermelon



watermelon
my parched throat
desired
my brain on fire.

yet alas!
there came a van
put off the burning fire

and now am left with
thirst, and weeping lyre.

Sunday, January 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: suffering
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