Une poème que j’ai écrit en anglais

Gray

Gray, your eyes. Staring into the distance Motion long since lost. We pass you by

Gray, blackness lost. Stretching into the distance. An open tomb beneath the skies.

Shared fates most dark Tied together by these Heavy strands of gravel and glue

Gray, your colour fading. Laying a step away. Visiting a glance on you, day by day.

Gray, tinged with red. Your friend too, is dead.

Our paths a mesh Knotted together A planet in bondage