Fragmented Poem by Rani Turton

Summer haze, a stranger's gaze, winter's chill
All I knew and had to eschew
Fragmented; walking into shadows
Grey melancholy shades
Beckonening solitude because dreams
Are so expensive, so precious, so rare
My life lies fragmented; all seems a dream
Hastily inked out on parchment that
Crumbled and irked; that did not survey the lines.
Fragmenter. My life lies fragmented
The debris of thoughts, the struggle and fight
To collect the fragments and follow the light.

Copyright: Rani Turton