By
Phillip Chidavaenzi
The poignant loneliness,
Phillip Chidavaenzi
The poignant loneliness,
In your eyes,
With sadness I read
Like the biting lines,
Of a poet so heart-broken
The silent tears,
Throughout the day I see
Your sobbing,
Throughout the silent night
Like glowing cigarette stubs,
Jab at my heart
Give me your hand
Through the night
With you,
I will walk.
(c) P. Chidavaenzi, July 2 2010.
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