Moostef Vosti

Slaves Of Pain - Poem by Moostef Vosti

Meet them, everybody done with
Willing to move on but not fully
Their sickness incurable internal wounds
Grief and long face all day

New friends calling, deaf ear
Boom, world caved in
Where shall you find solace then?
Oh just pieces,
I never knew they're that heavy to pick

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 27, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 27, 2014

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