National Poetry Month, Day 9 | Howard Sandler & Anu Anniah
April 9, 2021
Photo by Howard Sandler
Bleak
by Anu Anniah
Gray
The mood, the world, everything
Like color has been sucked off the earth
Alone
No footfall, none at all
Like no human exists anymore
Cold
Bone-chilling, depressing, numbing
Like no blanket or fire can thaw the cold
Dry
Parched, arid, broken
Like being trapped in a barren desert
Dark
Eternal night, no ray of hope
Like the Sun disappeared forever
Thorns
Poking, jabbing, no respite
Like lying on a bed of nails
Shadows
Dark, long, scary
Like being haunted by the unseen
Death
Imminent, waiting, wanting
Like the peace that shall finally be mine