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Matthias Pantaleon

Rookie - 279 Points (August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

Zina


I call out your name Zina
It echoes on the banks and flies in the air
Like a voice in the wood
But you will not answer me, anyway
‘Cause I deserve the scorn

I held your hands Zina
They felt warm in mine
Hush!
Her eyes were heavy with tears
Her lids swollen with grief

And then
The tide came rushing
Down Her lashes
Like a cascade of water at the bayou
And I felt the pain in them
Because I know you do not deserve it

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 05, 2014

Topic of this poem: sad


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