maitreyi menon

The Pessimist. - Poem by maitreyi menon

There he walks,
In his black cold coat
casting shadow,
devouring light
There he is,
the pessimist,
Oh never get near to him,
or he will squeeze you
with his pale white hands
and blood red scarf.
there he walks, the pessimist.....

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  • Simon Collins (5/23/2012 5:09:00 AM)

    I like this vivid description, thanks (Report) Reply

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  • (5/23/2012 5:04:00 AM)

    I like the - black cold coat - really hits the nail on the head (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 23, 2012

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