Days of our Lives

Days of our Lives

A Poem by itai

The days of our lives

Are few and sweet

They pass us 

by like cars on the street

And life without love

Is like a watch 

without a wrist

Waiting in the jewellery

 store to be picked

It's like a bone waiting

 to be licked by a dog

A winding road waiting 

to be cleared of the fog.


--IRM

 

 

© 2014 itai


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Added on August 21, 2014
Last Updated on August 21, 2014

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itai
itai

London, United Kingdom



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