It's Enough Poem by SANJAY K PATRA

It's enough, oh! Sorrow
It's enough,
drop behind, please.
Can't you see
I'm getting thirsty
for a drop of peace!

Liquor of silence
offers me licence
to cleave to rights
with the fright
eating away merrily
nucleus of nights.

Runnel of separation
in guise of desperation
flows through the spine,
find the tunnel of lymph.
Dishes of pain tasted,
cups of agony sipped,
glasses of grief drunk
disarrayed by my nymph.

What will be now,
when will be that,
how will be then-
Nothing matters
who can guess
what happens when.

It's enough, oh! God
It's enough,
don't leave in abyss.
Can't you see
I'm getting delirious
for a blob of bliss.