Blur Poem by Lamar Cole

Blur

Rating: 4.5


She left him a tortured soul.
In his heart there was a hole.
He hid out like a mole.
Waiting for his life to unfold.
He felt that he couldn't go on without her.
His whole life had become a blur.
But his will to press on began to stir.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: people
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chris Embrick 16 December 2017

Determination brings clear vision. Looking back some things were better lost. I've had blurred vision several times but I'ts the will to enjoy life that keeps me going. Enjoyed. Thanks.

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Rini Shibu 13 December 2017

A tortured soul waiting to unfold.. Well penned

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