The Existence. Poem by SY Wong ...
The Existence.
Already, she is old and hunched
still waiting
everyday
sunrise, sunset
Unsure, insecure
an untidiness
an empty nest
life's no longer a riddle
sleep's no longer fiddled
there's no more dreams
the insecurities
almost there
only is remaining fear
of dying
like a lifeless butterfly
did she ever ponder
about such feeling
of uncertainties
about life?
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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5/4/2024 11:54:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
We wonder with the poetess.