Monday, December 7, 2015

poem of the day December 7


The ritual
got lost
somewhere
inside the 
ritual
No one
knew
exactly
when
But
pomp
and 
circumstance
had replaced
true love
Now all we
have left
is
a very 
fashionable
coat
which
looks good
yet smothers
the soul
into breeding
envy and hate

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