Red Pen Poem by Unintelligible Susurration

Red Pen



I stand before
These deadly waves
Looking down below

Standing on the bridge
Thinking that I should jump

I almost do...

But then...

I think of the pen.

That red pen
With which
You wrote songs and stories
About me...for me,
Once upon a time

I retreat
From my soon-to-be grave,
Wondering why
You had to come
Into my life

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem describes a person who is about jump. They almost do until a memory crosses their mind at the last minute. If it had not been for that person they would be lolling in the waves.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 29 April 2013

coming in to life. good write.

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