Wasting Away

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Wasting Away

 

 

Here I am wasting away

thought it would be alright

wasted love on

winding streets of the metropolis

 

Wasting away

connections lost

secluded goals

shattered in the dank gray

 

Same hopes as yesterday

endowed at dawn

gray streaks wasting the sun

still no purpose

 

Endless concrete

long walk home

wasting away on the

city’s gray paths

 

Wasting away

taunted by windows closed

tainting my soul for a season

endless concrete

 

Suspended personalities

strolling aimless

life not sensed

senses not seen

 

Endless concrete

no purpose

something last night

wasting away

 

April 23 2008

© 2008 by Suzanne Deakins

From : Double Chocolate, A Book of Exotic Love

 

Reviews

[Malik Amandla]

At first I had trouble getting into the flow of your writing. Once I got half way, I was really into the poem. I liked the descriptions and I was able to actually imagine someone wasting away leading a monogamous life with no end in sight. I could feel the anguish emitting from this poem.