Woe Of A Broke. Poem by Joel Stephen
Woe Of A Broke.
Day after day I become more lonely,
my sorrows my joys I keep to me only.
My life is like a unwanted book,
thrown away by people who care not to look.
Hoping for a better day,
today i must say:
was just another day,
where I pulled my injured self along life's way.
Sunday, January 26, 2014
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is my first short poem.
I wrote it on 26th January 2014. I was really having a very bad day. People had been ignoring me. I was feeling useless and i decided to pen down my thoughts.
The Punctuation and Grammar may not be correct.
And I'm totally open to Logical corrections.
I wrote it on 26th January 2014. I was really having a very bad day. People had been ignoring me. I was feeling useless and i decided to pen down my thoughts.
The Punctuation and Grammar may not be correct.
And I'm totally open to Logical corrections.
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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