Another DayA Poem by lilfriendSurviving for another dayAnother Day There was a man broke and old He was drinking out in the cold Sitting at the edge of an open gutter His lips ware trembling, trying to mutter Winds were blowing chilled and harsh People were passing sparse and fast Nothing was different as he was ignored Has survived for long without getting more Streetlights were shining on his face It was dull and dirty, sad and frail His eyes were empty, dried and strained And he kept on drinking his awful pain Bottle was empty and he leaned to the wall Half awake and going to fall And then he saw a lady on street Young and rich, elegant and sweet She gave him a rather curious look And walked to the club as her arms shook Old man kept looking with lowered gaze In shimmery gown she was tromping her way As she was moving and fading away His eyes closed slowly and things blurred away And there was a faint smile, unfinished Like his life, surviving for another day
© 2022 lilfriend
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