Strings

Strings

A Poem by Sirajudin Matin

Dangling, the strings no longer speak,
For they’ve tangled into a massive rat,
Even you cannot control them,
So I am cast aside,
My eyes now tell of simple sorrow,
And the seraphs dance around me,
They laugh at my demise,
I beg them,
Return to me.... My freedom...

© 2011 Sirajudin Matin


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Added on July 25, 2011
Last Updated on July 27, 2011