The Gloomy Street Poem by ECZ Silwal

The Gloomy Street



There
In the street of past
Dwells
Some lonesome metaphors
And some broken poetry.

The tree
On the either side
Are withered
By the wind of your bleak love.

Still,
Whenever
I retrograde,
They talk about you
And your love.

They give me nothing
But some pain and words
To write blues poems.
©ECZ||Sat 28 Nov 2020
#ECZPoetry

Sunday, November 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: detachment,tragedy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 02 December 2020

Really a poignant bit of verse, well articulated and nicely crafted with clarity of thought and mind.

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