My ripped pages.

yeah, idk here.

There are pages missing from my book

and I always thought that

it was just a flaw in the pages of words,

but now as I look close to the binding,

I see the ripped, raw edges.

You ripped them from me

and now all I have left is an unfinished story

and edges of paper that don’t amount to anything.

 

S.L.S.  

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We are all unfinished stories. It is okay. We are writing the story of our life with each new day. I like the poem. Allowed the reader to ponder his life also. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote