Three Small Morning Poems Of Despair

THREE SMALL MORNING POEMS OF DESPAIR

NO POEM

No Poem
No Life
Nothing to write

ALL THE POEMS HAVE GONE AWAY

All the Poems have gone away
Nothing remains
I am lost
And my Life is lost with me.

THE END OF DESPAIR

The end of Despair
No longer here
No longer there
No longer anywhere
The End of Despair.

poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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