Fatigue Poem by Barry Middleton

Fatigue

Rating: 5.0


a breaking wave descends
and still I cannot sleep
it's not a troubled mind
not thoughts too dark or deep

my body weighs me down
fatigue is crushing me
I sink into the tide
I'm trapped by gravity

this harbinger of death
would punish some great sin
I must have long forgot
I don't know where or when

exhaustion fills my lungs
it comes to torture me
I feel that I may drown
within a breathless sea

but I will fight this surge
that pulls me toward the flood
until I reach the shore
to rest my mortal blood

Fatigue
Monday, September 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,insomnia,struggle
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 04 September 2017

Neither does thought motivate nor does deep darkness move in thoughts of troubled mind. Perceptions of troubles are temporary. Breaking waves descends and still you cannot sleep. Incidence that tortures provokes thought. Still you fight towards flood with courage. Mortal body or blood rests here and soul rests in peace in abode of light. An amazing poem is shared with broad vision on life and death..10

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