Curing Balms Poem by Konab Ghazanfar
Curing Balms
Continuously,
And Gradually I'm
Losing Myself,
Every day, I Notice
Something Missing From Me,
Every Times,
I Try To Avoid Bitterness,
All The Times,
Life's Headache Stand In Front Of Me,
Try To Confuse Me,
I Want Escapism,
Because I Don't Want To Lost Myself
I Desire To Safe Me,
With Pure Senses
And Smile,
With Pure Mind
And Heart,
I'm Struggle For Innocence.
ALACK!
Every Time Bitter Realities
Stop My Way, And Teach Me
New Matters, New Conditions.
Teach Me New Facts Of Life
And Now In Such Hectic Life
I Desire Refuse To Maturities
I Desire Remove All Complications
I Desire Just My Life,
Wants Such Balms
That Cure To All Forms.
I really adore this poem! Very very heart-wrenching! Every Time Bitter Realities Stop My Way, And Teach Me New Matters, New Conditions. Teach Me New Facts Of Life.
An adore poem! You always have nice pen to write something for you.. this always known well as signature of your style.
We all have worries and we all want a moment of escape, when i go to my bed, I move to an imaginary world that doesn't exist. I enjoy a deep and sound sleep. This lovely poem describes this state of our mind. A psychologist may say it's a mental disease, even if it's a disease, I need it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 4:47:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A nice poem, Konab. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks.
sure dear...thanks for reading my poem.........please read more