Desolation

Charis Ayuk
photo of person walking on deserted island
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See her walking on the streets

Shoulders slumped head bent

Her torn bag of worldly goods

Strapped on her shoulders

Leaving a dent

 

As she walks

You can see the pain of her misery

Stamped on her shoulders

And engraved on her forehead

That’s bowed in defeat

As she trudges on

You can see the desolation

Her footprints leave behind

A constant reminder of her heartache

Etched on the dusty footpath

 

Her silent cries

Ricochet in noisy traffic

Competing with blaring horns and noisy hawkers

Silent but loud enough for anyone to hear

 

She is heartbroken

And her will to live is broken

But still, she trudges on

Hoping to out walk her desolation.

Published by Charis Ayuk

I enjoy writing whenever I get bitten by that particular "bug" and when this happens, it’s always a sure flow. This is just an opportunity I’ve taken advantage of to express my musings and share them at the same time. “Writing has become the catharsis for my soul.” - Charis J. Ayuk Disclaimer: Pictures used are not mine but they were so lovely I could not resist sharing them from whence I found them. PS. Please I'd love it if you subscribed to my blog so you can get updates whenever I upload new content. Also, would it be asking too much to leave a like here and a comment there? Thanks...you guys are the best!

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