Rich Is Just A Word Poem by Madrason .

Rich Is Just A Word



One hand, empty pocket
tin can the other
thick fogs skimming skyline
and sunsets
waving goodbyes
harsh will get harsher
cold becomes colder
all cracks appearing
a cup of Japanese
egg shell gold lined
sake, just to prove
this pointe
a loneliness
so empty it is
joined by stars
and billions are sharing. M

Thursday, May 5, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: homelessness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Madrason .

Madrason .

waalwijk netherlands
Close
Error Success