Despair Is... Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

Despair Is...

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Despair is the door with no handle.
It shuts out hope
and enslaves all within.
No sounds of comfort passing through,
nor warmth of sunlight's
soothing rays.
A cage for sorrow to rattle it's bars,
and silent screams remain unheard.
The only sign the world can see
a handprint on a frosted glass.

Despair Is...
Tuesday, June 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,sorrow
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lyn Paul 30 June 2020

You have captured this emotion in your opening line. Heartfelt words.

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