Treasure Island

Vera Sidhwa


A Sad Face Followed Me Around


A sad face followed me around.
It could not be consoled.
When I turned around to look at it.
It looked at me sadly,
Even more sad.
I asked this face what had,
Transpired.
I just looked me with sadness.
I was shifting in my shoes by now,
Not knowing what to do or say.
Then he mustered up his courage,
To say, he had just returned,
From a place of sadness,
Where the plume had been taken away from his hand.

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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  • Mohabeer Beeharry (9/19/2013 8:55:00 AM)

    It is said if you laugh the whole world will laugh with you
    But if you cry
    You will cry alone
    This poem is sad. But well written.
    There is some kind of upliftment in its sincerity.
    The words are well chosen and strong

    Mohabeer Beeharry

    Sorry I have been away for a while, reason for my silence (Report) Reply

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