The Hard Knocks
When I set foot and never come back
I’m not away, just sip of a sleep
A gait with closed oculars, means I’m stuck
Tears tickling beneath will sweep
…and wash away memories of track.
I left something
In my jacket, a coin
Oh sorry, I left nothing
In the dreams, I join
together the broken glasses.
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Tell my fam’y not to importune
It’s jus’ a long sleep
Sum’on the smiles(memories) from my friends
And tell them how it ends
That I ‘m gone asleep.
I vacated to feed the table
But the connection betrayed my cable
So tell my blood to soothe
I’ll wait on the adjacent path to say ‘Hi’
But for now, it’s a ‘bye’.
Poet Nazir is a writer and an editor here on ThePoetsHub. Outside this space, he works as a poet, screenwriter, author, relationship adviser and a reader. He is also the founder & lead director of PNSP Studios, a film production firm.
