Cold Shoulders Poem by Nick F. Hawkins
Cold Shoulders
The summer is too hot
To be concerned about
Cold shoulders like
The world is over,
Not cynical, pessimistic,
Nor a grudge holder,
My mind is a 12th
Dimensional, transcendental
Soul molder,
The night isyoung yet
My spiritis the age of
The universal order,
As my soul grows older
I care less about
Cold shoulders
Monday, March 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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