Poem -
Lepers Of The Age
How fragile the path to degradation.
Littered with few good intentions and even fewer forgiving hearts.
The outcasts and piranhas,
walking together Β beneath gas lit lamps.
Ever trembling on the verge of insanity and knowing that the first step
taken on this road can never beΒ un taken.
Regarded as less than human by the leering letches,
ever seeking gratification.
No romanticism inhabits these dark and filthy lanes.
Only the dregs that society shuns, the lepers of the age,
walking the destitute streets
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Comments
Beautifully written.
Thank you so much for reading and commenting Matthew, I'm so pleased that you liked it.
Lodigiana x
Hey LO!!.....I LOVE the word choices that make up this piece..... the tough, hard, scratching, and impoverished feel of the tone you've created is ideal to promote the Title and the time you're representing..... your talent is showing...Shhhhh!!!.....don't tell anyone!! (smiles)..... great stuff girlfriend!!...... tons-O-stars!!......T xo ???β₯
Hi Tony...It was such an interesting period of history with excesses of wealth and poverty..so pleased you liked the word choices..I am working on another, longer piece but cant quite get the feel Iβm looking for or the language style....maybe overtaxing my worn out cerebral matter!, Your words always Β cheer me though! Thank you so muchΒ
Lo xxx
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Ana, I have always felt a kindred to an earlier era. very well penned my friend
aw me too hun.. we were born out of time maybe? thanks so much for your comments xxx
LodigianaΒ