Maja Dezulovic


Black Is The Colour Of My Fury - Poem by Maja Dezulovic

My eyes are black
My nerves are red
Shattered
But there is no hatred,
No rage.
Just pain.
And an open wound,
Gouged,
Salted,
And left to heal,
Leaving a blemish,
A reminder – for one day’s conversation, when we revisit it again.

Topic(s) of this poem: emotions, feelings, life


Comments about Black Is The Colour Of My Fury by Maja Dezulovic

  • Madhabi Banerjee (9/24/2015 1:16:00 PM)


    very nice presentation (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 24, 2015



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