The Accused Man
This is my attempt at writing an imagist poem
Feb 1, 2022
The young man sat there behind his cage — sweating with the uncertainty of tomorrow. And I sat here, watching as drops of liquid emotion fell from his warm, almond eyes.
The young man sat there behind his cage — sweating with the uncertainty of tomorrow. And I sat here, watching as drops of liquid emotion fell from his warm, almond eyes.
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I am a young, ambitious teenager with a love for meaningful literature. Find me in my corner looking for inspiration in the little things in life…