The Celibate Poem by james watkin

The Celibate



No image of himself
Too near in time
Shrunk back from, in cowering
This o'erpowering!

As what aged, bent, but for
Which missed chance, o'er
Love's, shows remorse so pronounced.
A life denounced!

Wednesday, September 14, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: future,single,vision
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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