Skeletons In The Closet Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Skeletons In The Closet

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Dry bones lay awake behind the closet doors
Swollen with secrets of a life lived
Drowning in fear of the days to come
When the vow of silence will be shattered
The pit of darkness illuminated
The skeletons in the closet will come tumbling
Brimming with all sorts of nasty secrets
A bucket load of rotting bones spewed
Into the bright street of life

Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: secrets
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 21 October 2015

Verily, a good similitude depicted......10

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Edward Kofi Louis 20 October 2015

Swollen with secrets! As we live on earth. Nice work.

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Kenneth Maswabi

Kenneth Maswabi

Maun, Botswana
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