Leak Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

Leak

Rating: 5.0


It's the coldest night
And the warmest blanket
You can come up with
Is tears woven from your eyes

You're at rock bottom
And only thing you have is
The darkness and the shovel;
You get digging

You're thinking of survival
But digging a grave
You think of tomorrow
But in her folds lies your corpse

Thursday, September 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,depression,sadness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 19 September 2019

A well composed sad poem, dear Ma’am Angela...10+++

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