Poem 098: Tedium Poem by Samer Madbak
Poem 098: Tedium
Upon the seamy strands
Of nonage,
Beneath the scorching kindle
Of this canopy
There is none!
None but me
Stretching my lifeless hands
Around the spindle
Of Destiny
Caressing my image
Upon the sands
Until the crimson sun
Inclines to fuse
With the sweeping sea
I cannot choose
But to dwindle
Endlessly…
Adelaide
February 28th 1993
Monday, December 30, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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