Day-15 OctPoWriMo2020
Prompt: Change of Perspective
Form : Free Verse
Drifting I am
In my shadow
A broken spirit
I carry
In a broken body
My skin has stopped
The taste of life
The eyes are still
The fire is dead
What have I become?
This is not me
Struggling everyday
To find myself
In the moving frames
I end up again
And again
Hugging the
Dark walls
Of my cage...
Poignant write, Sunita.
ReplyDeletePunam :)
DeleteThat almost made me cry Sunita!
ReplyDeleteI am trying very hard to stay positive, but the wheels of destiny are taking their revenge. Thank you for the read, Angela :)
Deleteoh so touching... Drifting actually enveloped me.... :)
ReplyDeleteThe times are such, Dee :)
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