Woman On The Turn Poem by Anna Banasiak

Woman On The Turn

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My life is racing with time

I'm running
beyond the boundaries of this world
behind the turn
of love and death

On the walk I wobble like willows
crying in the abandoned park
nature blows up with colours
It's free like a wind
Men come and go
In an empty house everyone is a stranger
I don't want to run without You

I turn
into the tunnel
without exit

Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 16 October 2018

nice poem On the walk I wobble like willows crying in the abandoned park /// lonely life, yet, a brave breath keeps it alive as the deserted fellow

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