Misty Bliss Poem by sipokoyto lim
Misty Bliss
Lingering thoughts lost in the afterglow.
Sting my soul blow after blow.
Every tear and every curse,
Sparks an outcry, an emotional outburst.
Uncertain, alone and unknown,
I am a guilty man, waiting to be stoned.
Mercy, leniency,
I am begging for clemency.
But to my chagrin,
All I got was silly grin.
What an awful way to end such bliss
Which I believe is a “miss”.
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