Silently Pieces Hang Poem by Liza Sud

Silently Pieces Hang



Silently pieces hang
on both sides of body.
you didn'e believe that life
doesnt have any bounds?

Pain never wants to live,
always it seeks for dieing.
But it is your caprice -
of lust in wordly cycles.

Saturday, August 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
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