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Poetry By: Indie Skreet

Lack of sunshine and grey clouds compounds my misery

Submitted:Jan 18, 2013    Reads: 17    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

The winter grey

Reflects my mood

Rainy day

Makes me brood

Drop in heat

Cools my body

Window staring

My new hobby

Stripped bare tree



And all I hate

Sleeping sun

Deprives my being

Fun undone

Hue's unseeing

Mocks my senses

Knocks my soul

Battered fences

Play their role

In reminding me

Of the one

That warmed my bed

When first begun

And I appreciated

Winter grey

Now depreciated

With too longer day


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