In the shadowed
And empty room
I sit on my bed
Glaring the gloom
Thinking with
Empty thoughts
Dreams thou I sew
Happiness brought
Empty feelings
Shattered dreams
Words thou I said
With no voice or sound
Vibrated the walls
Left and right
Here and there
Roamed all around
Came back to me
Forcing me to
Pull my hair
Crack my skull
With my own bare hands
Whipping sound
Pushed me on
Neither sky nor ground
Words like arrow
Shot in the air
Stuck in my heart
Making numb and stoned
I want to run
Away from here
Swim to the land
Few feet’s there
Pushing with
Shattered limbs
Yearning to feel
With finger tips
Each time I reach
It glides away
Smiling and laughing
On my effort way
I’m stuck in the
Mud of slimy thoughts
A punishment for
The sins
That I never ought
'On my effort way I’m stuck in the Mud of slimy thoughts' true words there...i liked 10
Somewhat dark but wonderful outburst of emotions. I also love the lines quoted by Poet Kesav.
were you depressed when you wrote this? It kind of reminds of a painting called 'The Scream'.Everyone gets days like that.
Guilt compels us to lethargy then to desolation, the only way to exit from there is to confess and seek forgiveness.
a fabulous description of self mortification. well done. some changes to be considered. viberate - viberated [past tense], hairs- hair [hare has no plural], ought - ought to have done
desperate drowning words of one who desires to escape his past.....but finds the effort too great.
Man's mind always gives out paradoxical thoughts; one of joy and one of sorrow. especially when alone. Your poem well explains the complexities of mind and thought..............10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The imagery of sadness and regret well expressed. Ten for your genuine thoughts. Kind regards, Sandra