- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Rude Awakening
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Grey morning falls cold on the bedclothes;
cold warning falls grey on the eyes -
insistent and forceful and stern and
a wink won't eclipse it,
there's nowhere to turn to
whatever one tries.
And the longer you ponder, the dawn
shows that all has been much overrated
and when you are honest you find
your feelings frustrated
your hopes frustrated
your life frustrated -
there seems to be nothing to follow;
all that rests is to smile and to swallow
your sadness lest you'd turn your hand
on al this too unnerving cold care;
lest you shouldn't obey
decent self-preservation;
lest you might fall prey
to that bottomless, utter despair.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoyou've captured the frustration and despair in this poem, which everything grey and cold.
