Despair Poem by Parray Shahid

Despair



Hit on the head
Once in a while
Once in a day
Every day;
I find but naught
As a reason to exult
For a soul with scars
That shall not pacify
A self, ever-evolving;
A conscience un-resolving;
Weeping incessantly
For a sin that burgeons
Once in a day-
Every day;

Saturday, December 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,despondent,lost,sin
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 31 December 2016

Scars of life! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Parray Shahid 02 January 2017

You're welcome. It's a pleasure

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