Again Poem by Vida Nenadic

Again



It is you again
on the same place,
only there are less of them
to expect you.
Their number
is getting smaller, too.

While they remain silent
with their eyes made of glass,
monotonous rain of forgiveness
is washing you off
all their memories.
As no one
can give more
than one has.

Vida Nenadic

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarwar Chowdhury 25 August 2008

...well expressed...........thanks

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