THE WHITE BLOUSE Poem by Fatiha Morchid

THE WHITE BLOUSE



I conceal my pain
And grin
I hasten to the notebooks of days
Use rouge on my lips
Navy-blue Kohl on my eyelids
And dress in white.


I sit behind a desk
Listening to the pain of others


Who cares
For my pain!

Saturday, October 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: lips,pain
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