Within The Walls - Poem by KHAYA CLARENCE

If you look at the walls
They are painted white to the ceiling
There is a cold air even when windows
Are shut and doors are locked
I a different paint than the walls
Pilled myself away walking towards the colourless world

Topic(s) of this poem: free mind

Form: Blues Poem

Comments about Within The Walls by KHAYA CLARENCE

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/13/2017 5:38:00 PM)

    Walls are painted white to the ceiling and free mind perceives these throw windows. Amazing sharing is done really.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 13, 2017

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