Emmanuel George Cefai

Gold Star - 23,533 Points (12th March 1955 / Victoria, Gozo)

A Small Town - Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

There will be a town
A small town
That sleep now
Yet it be bustling
Bustling with thousands
In the morning
The capital town.

Feet passing here, there,
Shoes, sandals bodies
All universes of emotions
There all chatter speak
Silent and go their way
Of life for as life goes
Life goes those ways.

Yet at night
Will disappear.

In the morning bustling town
A few ghosts and shrouds
Roam in early dawn
The last of more
Then vanish too as smoke
From a shot gun
As mists of chill that fade
On mere touch of the sun
They fade
They fade
And the bustling city leave
Leave to its destiny.
New day.

Topic(s) of this poem: life, town


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 21, 2015



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