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Sad Sunday story

Sad Sunday story

 

On Sunday morning, right in hour before sunrise

On divan, he sat thinking and smiling like the sun,

So exquisite, there she was lying on the white duvet

Translucent to his white walls

White cottons and white bedspread,

Stretching, joint citing, yearning and turning like a baby

Gently saying sorry to the white ceiling like a dying frog,

So beautiful from all angles, a nice animation he felt

Lovely, she is an angel in a white transparent sleeping gown.

 

On Sunday evening just in time as sunset

On a bar bench he sit in an expression of grief

Filling an empty cup and replacing the finish bottles

Looking stone white in dark affection,

Lonely, no more her around to keep the ice-cold duvet warm

In pieces shattered she so haunt him inside

Laughing and crying saying goodbye with a chameleon color,

Drinking, smoking and reminiscing, best strategy he feels

To preside over and kill memories of a sad Sunday story.

 

 

By Onyeche Vincent onyeka

© 2010 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com

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  3. Scent of my heart says:

    You have a way with words, definitely! I love the first verse with the description of the girl, lucky her to have you write such amazing words!

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  4. Only wanna tell that this is invaluable , Thanks for taking your time to write this.

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