loneliness runs into my veins
like blood rushing
like liquefied medicine
injected through a needle.
s l o w l y...
making me numb from the inside
that physical pain is nothing-compared to,
the pain
the needle
left behind!
like...
the after taste of
bitterness.
of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice symbolistic poem, thank you for sharing................