This searing pain,
I can take no more;
It's causing me to burn,
To the core;
And I feel;
Oh! what a bullet could've done,
Shot in silence, through the grey cells of your brain;
Running on tracks like a bullet train;
Trapped in its own track.
A vicious circle, its never ending;
Until the whole blood: it drains.
Leaves behind a void, haunting entreaties;
And a huff of smoke in place of a tear.
Now, blind am I, I can see no more;
I do not fear.
Do we fear more the seen or unseen. Thought provoking poem. Good write.
very powerful poem well conceived and well written leaves one wondering... deep v deep be happy sat
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I would like to translate this poem
you have awesome talent of expressing your feelings.very nice.Pls.go on.