Advertisement
Tag: lessons
Unhealed
It’s not visible to eyes,
but the feeling is deep down
digging a grave,
inside my heart
no one is at peace
melancholy has settled
like a sudden change in weather
like a pain that’s intangible
can’t tell where it hurts
but somewhere it does
so I bury myself – the crestfallen one
maundering without an ambition
which made me hollow
To be gentle with me
is the only thing I plead
Don’t open the wounds
that haven’t started to bleed
Trapped
It hurts gently like the cold rain
I wipe them,
the tears rolling down
and yes, beyond recognition
lies my past
with mixed shades of pink and brown
where I stood at departure holding my faith
waiting for the moment
that never came
and will never come
because the verdict was announced
and there was a bedlam
and the fragrance of pain
is all over the air
so I get up and rise still in pain
because I am strong
to remind everyone
that strong doesn’t mean no pain
Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash
Miles to go Before I sleep 