When Worries Turn Wolves... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

When Worries Turn Wolves...



When worries turn wolves….
Some worries are just bad beasts.
They close in on like wild wolves;
The prey mind like a gazelle
Flees from the lush green pasture
And runs pell-mell in a look out for a shelter.
A stop watch counts all the rapid heartbeats.
All heavy pants will gather in a private history!

Monday, July 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
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