Cold toes,
Feel like I am drowning.
Need you around me,
Arduous breathing,
Heavy eyelids,
Shutting like a trap door,
Blood is thinning,
Bed is sinking,
Heavy limbs,
Try to call your name,
Baked throat,
Stop the air,
Lungs tear,
Imploding like a light bulb,
Ever so slow.
You, with the seraphic face,
Take me, cut me,
Show me I am alive.
I am not afraid,
To look into your eyes,
What is that you,
Threaten me with?
After all it is life,
Which was never meant to be,
I look straight,
Into your eye,
I ain't done no wrong,
I walk to you
Head held high.
Stop your leaden
Conversation,
Don't dig deep
Into my conscious,
There is nothing for
You to sell,
My body, you will take
From deep, wake less sleep
Setting my soul free
Bringing me to
THE END.
'your leaden conversation', , , , , , , , , is the expression of the poem, , , besides love poems, reshma you have a pen for talking streight and real, , nice poetry, , , , ,10 plus
good presentation...cold toes/drowning- go very well...good simile like eyelid/ door...'end'ing also good 10
a profound, captivating write a bit of tinkering should make it finer. congrats, you're on the right road to becoming a good poet. regards, dr john celes
profound in thought.. an intense write..a sort of self tranformation happening here
Reads like a fuse going to a bomb that goes off in the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is too short to be doing nothing, loving no one or letting someone hurt you! Meditate and spend life as a treasure to keep. Live the best in life that you can be and forget those that only hurts! High marks.