melancholic middle aged writer/poet sharing the beauty, vagaries and emptiness of life in the 21st century
All poems are my own and are subject to copyright
When sorrow comes,
it comes in waves,
not raindrops.
When sorrow comes,
it makes itself at home.
I consume it at breakfast,
at lunch and dinner,
I sleep with it in my bed
and make love
with it in my head.
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Resolution1: Read 50 books
Resolution2: Write 100 poems
Resolution3: Write 50 stories
Resolution4: Publish your dream book
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