Black Out Poem by Vishal Sharma
Black Out
it is horrid
to be blind
visions descend upon me
hear the whisper of the wind
shadows on my room walls
just like a shadow theatre
dark and ominous
the way this silence its tumultuous
in hearing the sounds
of screams in a blackout
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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