It is twisted,
Your insides become intertwined,
Your mind makes your heart feel like swine.
It is the way you feel,
When you are the force pulling on the reel.
Yet, you're not reeling yourself in.
Allowing yourself to take the wet of the rain.
This is the continuous agony of feeling alone.
Of walking a road you never thought you would roam.
You are soon filled with scars and a broken bone.
Everything around you looks unknown.
All of a sudden after the period of pain.
It becomes better in the rain.
No longer feeling drained.
Fooled by the semblance of healing in pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Safiyyah, such a heartwarming poem..................
Thank you Sir, I do try to put a bit of heart onto paper.