Writer's Tale Poem by Palitha Ranatunge
Writer's Tale
Rating: ★5.0
Dust laid thick on a shelf
A clock dead at a silent door
The days have rolled like
Papers of a fat book,
None to greet, at
Departures from tomorrows
Except a wretched picture
On a perished wall,
At a bloodless desk
As abandoned years ago
A pen and a dusty paper
Were idling on the floor.
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5/7/2024 9:25:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poignant yet beautiful poem. Thought provoking and vividly portrayed.