UBC4: Suitcase

Courtsey D_Gabi

Courtesy D_Gabi

Finally, she pulled her suitcase shut.
Tired, she collapsed on the bed.
Suddenly, her eyes filled up.
Quickly they turned blood-red
for she stopped her tears;
unsure if they
were happy
or were
to return
to him quite bad
and supposed that made
those glad tears in her eyes.
But, leaving her family
Damn! How she hated those goodbyes…
Torn, she took that last suitcase outside.




4 comments on “UBC4: Suitcase

  1. Superb and evoke loads of emotions, Preeti:)


  2. Shalzzz says:

    Short and crisp!! Lovely poem 🙂
    I go through this all the time, I hate to leave my family but the thought of being in his arms brighten up the dilemma.. 🙂

    Visit me @TaleoftwoTomatoes


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