Its Exercise Poem by Elira Beaumains

Its Exercise

Rating: 5.0


A year since that day
The feeling that made me this way
Emotion that took root
Alas, it was all moot
The hurt that climbed its way up
As if it was its warm-up
Things that made me fall
With no one to catch at all
And as I lay alone
Darkness creeps to the bone

Monday, October 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: hurt,love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 03 October 2017

A sublime start with a nice poem, Elira. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.

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Elly Griffith 02 October 2017

I know that feeling so well.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 02 October 2017

Such a very nice poem, Elira....

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