The Wrinkled Man
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khajaThe Last Window
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The Wrinkled Man

by khaja

Hidden in these wrinkles is a long tale.

A Laughter that didn’t escape his lips, Tears that didn’t roll down his cheeks. Remnants of sighs that are held in his heart, Impending sorrow that hid in his eyes.

Too long this phase has lasted to end now,

It will stay where it is destined In the inner recesses of his heart. Behind him those winters Yet chilling more to come. Hidden in these wrinkles Is a person nobody knew.

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a year agoReply
@bernardtwindwil Thank you.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
You were able to write a meaningful and sad story of so many elders that it is a treasure lost to our society. This was meaningful to me. It is why I do the things I do. I want to die with no hidden corners and not one untold story. I think you nailed it with this poem.