Grating On Our Souls Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Grating On Our Souls



The grating on our souls
And us
Continues and continues

Once born
It has not stopped for us!
But beats us in the face
As the sun forceful.

No, I will go
To live in
To the Town of Sorrow.
There
There will be cooler airs
Less grating.
Though their will be
Sadness.
I will mix it with
Nocturnal silence.

Saturday, May 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: soul
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