Modern Losses Poem by Sandra Osborne

Modern Losses

Rating: 5.0


And such is a mind
I have never seen;
another branch
of a decaying world.
The lost crimson yesterdays,
a bleak and lonely play.

Everything.
We want it all.
We want it now.

Love disguises
the greed with pain,
darkness conquers.

Monday, December 6, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: greed,lonely
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Gerardino 11 December 2004

even in the darkness your find light.you may have to look a little more but its thier.

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