Life moves on greasy lane
Each turns a new shift
Narrow lane that protract itself
To the vagueness that is mystic
Sometimes a fall to the unknown depth
Scream that wave inside
A battle that parches life curve
Robotic wisdom lands somewhere
Numbness that quill inside
Hatred that seclude wisdom
Wisdom that loss as a tide
Seclusion that spill its strips
Soul that moves on a cloudy craft
Cling of life that not guarantee
A feather clogged in a tempest
Loneliness that bulge inside
Grooms with wings not prohibit
Weapons that grab with senses
Senses that march with chaos
A spell out of social life
Sense and wisdom that diverge
Alone in a deserted land
Laughs and cries in solitude
A timer that recalls something
Life is a narrow slippery lane!
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life is a bit fight for live Weapons that grab with senses Senses that march with chaos A spell out of social life be careful and travel to the opening
Life is a narrow slippery lane! Sometimes we slip but we get up once again and the journey of life is never stopped.
A thoughtful write, with many touching lines...... Sense and wisdom that diverge Alone in a deserted land Laughs and cries in solitude A timer that recalls something Life is a narrow slippery lane! Very true said, Salini, life is a narrow slippery lane, just once you slip, everything is gone! ! I liked the way you presented it so well. Loved it.
Loneliness that bulge inside Grooms with wings not prohibit Weapons that grab with senses Senses that march with chaos A spell out of social life...lovely
Yes, often in life the mental patients have to pass through slippery lanes alone and feeling miserable! Everything is uncertain...They fear if their next step may be into a deep chasm! The vulnerability they feel and their loss of rational sense leave them pugnacious, wild and even terrible! They deserve to be sympathized! Great write!
Unsoundness of mind is the saddest thing in the world........feelings of such very well crafted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True feelings and emotions. I loved it. Thanks.