agony

helplessly i grope

and endlessly i thought of

you being engulfed

by your favorite

striped cloth.

a cloth you keep for years

-for five years it is.

 

distinctly you did describe

how you cared  for the threads

of this occasional

garment

you

wear with profound adornment

by this very moment.

 

i could only listen

to

your voice by my head

could only

smell your scent

through tattered cross

-stitched  memories.

 

i tried to be intelligible

to others ,to

myself

i tried to utter

to take my soul out of

this shelf

-agony.

 

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

The response to this echos... the words hit you as a reader and the feelings are felt with each word down to the final word: AGONY...

[seath]

thank you,,,im glad my words possess such resonance to those who has the eye for appreciating dejection