Every bit full of pain without any gain
leaving a very deep stain in the deepest corner of the brain
i wonder that is it worthy to take one more step and run away from death
Another moment when my soul starts weeping in the middle of stormy rain
missing a warm tree to hug and sleep peacefully
i wonder gain if should breath or rest in the free moments
However i wake up with the smiles from the heaven like beautiful song mesmerizing
dragging forcefully towards the hell
so i wonder should i live or leave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a great write about confusion....a huge 10++++