terminus
at the last stop we step off the bus of life
our tickets turn to dust
disappears does our luggage of suffering and strife
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For the nine likes and three comments I am very grateful
yes Rose I might have go at making a Haiku out of this poem tvm
Theres a Haiku in there somewhere Leon but ne'er the less, brill!
Rose 💋
Mon 8th Apr 2024 16:49
Three little lines that say so much.
Oh, that dreaded day! Thanks Leon.
Beth
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John Marks
Wed 10th Apr 2024 18:05
I love the change of word order in your final line Leon. Makes it into a rhetorical question. My answer is 'Yes. It just fucked off by itself, all the garbage & long windedness of life. Gone." John