Limbo

Limbo is a tube train at 12.49pm,

Limbo is belief, desire for a destination

No direction in how it can be achieved.

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Limbo is the fragility of a love, left judged by insecurity,

Limbo is devotion lost.

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Limbo is the eyes you have always looked into,

The lips you’ve never kissed,

Limbo is softer than she wanted,

Limbo was the thirty seconds she missed.

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Limbo is the darkest January evening,

Asking questions of a forgetful day,

Wide awake with no answers, still has something to say.

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Limbo is all of your love, all of your love,

Torn out from a familiar page,

Limbo is a tube train at 12.54pm

Sheltering from the glaring light of day.

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2 responses to “Limbo

  1. Good to see you writing again – been a while.

    You know I’m not good at analysing poetry but just thought I’d kick off things by saying a couple of lines [Limbo is the eyes you have always looked into/The lips you’ve never kissed] reminded me of Keat’s Ode to a Grecian Urn except an inverse version of it.

  2. shoestringspirit

    Cheers Tim – Christmas and eating too much turkey got in the way a bit…

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