Death Saunters By by Nadine Juta

Nadine Juta | Nov 1st, 2016 | a poem a day challenge, poetry | No Comments

Poem

Sadness wells in her chest,
And the ache she knows so well.
Nobody would notice, or see it.
Nobody could tell.

Her soul shatters to bits,
scattered on the floor.
The numb, dull ache,
She doesn’t feel it anymore.

As tiny pieces fall away,
She loses her grip,
She can’t hold on anymore
She’s starting to slip.

Silence holds it’s breath,
While death saunters by.
Nothing will be caught,
No hushed whisper, no cry.

Poet Bio


Nadine Juta is a young poet striving to be noticed, looking to publish her own journal of carefully selected poetry

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