Gelid Morning, a poem by R. K. Singh at Spillwords.com

Gelid Morning

Gelid Morning

written by: R. K. Singh

@profrksingh

 

Her gelid look
haiku refuse to rise–
winter’s landscape
twirled leaves on the wind’s waves
itch fissured memories

words shape no sense
and mind spins helplessness
in cold quietude
bones creak in aging cage
await final decay

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