Poem By Grace Tan

I am sad-
Don’t ask me for its depth.
There’s just a horrible sinking-
Swallowing every breath that comes;
Leaving you only left
Inhaling those short, heavy sighs
That you leave
Withered, crumpled leaves on the autumn mud.

With Sorrow
Kissing your cheek,
Those sad, sad eyes
Like you never knew.

I am sad.
And when the wind blows,
Veiled sheets crinkle.

(11th March ‘07)

Comments about Sad

Interesting, thanks
Very interesting =) i like it very much
i think it is rather a strange poem.

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