Prompt 12 (Poetry Marathon)

Chosen first line of the book — >  “The pain hit with sudden furry”




As the pain hit with sudden furry,

I stumble back acting in a hurry,

Even I’m not chasing any.

I am just there, a bit weary.


The bad memories keeps knocking back.

I’m a fool to even bother by it.

I was on feet trying to open the door,

Until I remember your face once more.


Ring the bell to hit this head.

I am long gone and dead,

I remember, that’s what you said.

So be gone, just be dead.


(C) M. E. Flores



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