Cold Poem by Wilson Khor W.H.

Cold



I already knew
it wouldn't be long before

these flowers make way
for the seasons.

And yet,

when the snow finally comes
to fill in their absence

why do I still find
this cold and loneliness

so painful,
so unbearable?

Wednesday, July 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: coldness,flowers,life,loneliness,seasons,winter
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Wilson Khor W.H.

Wilson Khor W.H.

Taiping, Perak, Malaysia
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