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Leaking Pen

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10,000 wishes

Tonight I slipped on a banana peel
I fell backwards and scarred my pride
Disfiguring scars covering my heart
Hurt less than the day you left me!

Time has not been kind to my wounds
Healing fleeing from my vocab!
A great dust bowl nature's thieves
Their final conquest the graveyards of my thoughts.

My abandoned soul a dried up riverbed
So clear, so visible, and void from life
When will the next spring thaw arrives?
Cleansing the valley of my despair!

How to replenish my river of dreams
Is this wishful thinking on my part?

What if it does not snow again?
What if your clouds do gather again!
Flood the mountaintops of a new distant land
Where you parked your loving thoughts?

His-not my riverbed- will overflow,
This coming spring while mine dies from thirst!

Rich silt of life overflows his banks
While a drought exposes the dust in my riverbed
Rotten smells the hallmark of despair
10,000 wishes for death, my only rest!

March 10,2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013
Revised 2014

Submitted: Saturday, March 09, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Topic of this poem: loss

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