Headache Poem by Cabaline xxx
Headache
The slicing, searing pain,
that throbs, never relenting.
A glimmer of light,
becomes a blinding flash.
The slightest footstep,
is cannon-fire to my ears.
A kind soft word,
turns to vicious verbal attack.
I would advise you,
not to cross me today.
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Cabaline xxx
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/24/2024 7:06:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Aren't you too young to be hungover? -c