Dilapidated All Things, My Things Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Dilapidated All Things, My Things



I know
I feel my morale
Dip
My conscience
Numb
My brain in icicles
I feel

Ah! time has passed
So much
So much of time
And
Though I sing
Age delved in me.

Civilization alternative
I yearn for
A sun has set
And early
And
More suns set
As sand
That slips from hand
One by one fall
Dilapidated all things
My things
Ah! time has passed
So much
So much of time
And
Though I sing
Age delved in me.

Sunday, February 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: beach,beauty,dance,family,freedom,illusion,life,loneliness,night,routine
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