No blood extracted
from the unworthy
when incisions are 


 A life
in retrograde –

opportunities squandered

rather than

hearts growing fonder

they falter,

tendering a surrender

to sullen hearts

in concert with

eyes that won’t

see redemption

blurred and atrophied

from tears likened

to torrential downpours

of sorrow.


leaves the ground


while drowning the soul.

Copyright © 2017 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved

Writer, poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger, recovering corporate animal and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will only get in the way.

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