Perception Poem by Guy Northam

Perception



Sadness I
understand, the
way it claws and
unmans. It
saturates in
oppression and
lands,
intermittently,
bundled as a
poem. It is
accursed and
inspires
hateful writings,
but is no reckoner:
Sadness has the
noose for its
dirty work. Life
hangs on it.

Monday, August 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 11 August 2014

good writing, thanks, sadness has the noose.

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