Weighed down, down
Anchored to the floor
Dragging feet, down
Down on the ground
Head down, down
Crushing weight,
Laid down, down
Solitude, living alone
Down on the ground
No tears, no frown
Head down, down
Chained to the mound
Don’t look around
Buried deep underneath
Head down, down
Down to the ground
~ Neeru
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Grey Strokes
PoetryThe color grey is an interesting shade - non-committal, on the fence, always on edge. The verses you find in this little book of poems are much like the color. Take them with a color of your choice and you will uncover some hidden truths or take the...
