Torn Documents Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Torn Documents



Torn are the documents
in shreds
statues of glory
and the pompous past
the pitcher is broken
only
the bits litter:
the violin that played
albeit of sad
is gone
the silence weeps without
a word
the doors are barred
and barren every where.

Sunday, February 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: broken heart
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