Spinster

She counts time,
With her fingers,
Staring at a glaring time.
Time is gone.
She lives in an empty house,
Devoid of sweet memories.
Devoid of happy moments.
She exists in an empty heart,
Hurting more.
Love is gone,
Devotion is dead.
Misting into nothingness,
While age beckons,
With bitter promises.
Deadened desires litter her soul.
A child’s smile haunts,
A child’s cry hurts.
Reality is too real.
Love is treacherous.
As the sun sets down,
It sets down with her dreams.
It goes down with her hopes.
It fades away with her aspirations.
Another day is gone;
A constant reminder,
Of endless emptiness.
She gathers courage.
She musters strength.
She must.
The spinster.

© Copyright 2012 Ayoub Mzee

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4 thoughts on “Spinster

  1. It sets down with her dreams.
    It goes down with her hopes.
    It fades away with her aspirations.
    Another day is gone;
    A constant reminder,……………..beautiful lines!

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