Chill To The Bone Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Chill To The Bone



It is chill to the bone to walk
at night
solitary in ancient Valletta.

Ay! when I was younger
I lost the more chances
that I had

And now the little that remains
screams, screams, screams.

Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,night
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