Pressure Poem by Paul Warren

Pressure



Quietly and slowly
The pressure builds
Unrelenting in its progress
It refuses to yield

As it rises to the top
You think to yourself
Will it ever stop
And finally be done.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Sunday, July 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poem,stress
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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