confessed sins travel
from ear to lip
from lip to ear
until the confessor
recognises her own sin
in vain
Expressing myself through poetry
Expressing myself through poetry
confessed sins travel
from ear to lip
from lip to ear
until the confessor
recognises her own sin
in vain
Expressing myself through poetry
Don't shoot the messenger.
Essays and opinions by Bina Shah
Spinnos Emmanuil
Philosophical Me
Professor Ashok Misra shares with you literary expressions.
Very interesting, Sonya. :)
Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this poem.
Waking up is a struggle.
All good wishes,
robert