This coldness tortures me
This melancholy oppresses me
This silence kills me
I can't cry
I can't laugh
Am I locked?
This darkness ruptures me
This dissonance inside me
Is there any one out there?
Am I too lost?
There's no wind whistling
No murmurs of the night
I'm blinded by these tears
And I can't stop the pain
Let me go
Let me be free
Let me hold my last breath
And change this soul within
For I'm dying here tonight
And all is unwritten
there is always light to be found at the end...I like the contained emotions in this one...nice work
a deep thoughts. certainly where we go..from ashes we came to ashes we go.. a provoking toughts..great write..A10 Ency Bearis
Very wonderfully penned poem with nice imagery. Liked it. U get 10++............. Love & hugs...........
Sharp and penetrating. The presentation in groups of 3 is very effective. You pick things that really can hurt: coldness, melancholy, and silence. Well done. Ben
thinking of dearh we continue to live...and thinking of life we continue to die...a good write letting out the inside conflicts... strong and deep...10
M ay you be assured, i n this world many live n urturing fear within. S eek courage from the Lord, i n surpassing a ll fears in your heart, my friend!
A very well written piece about being afraid, Well done 10 Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'For I'm dying here tonight' Hey Min Sia-----the fear that I gonna lose you is worrying me. nice write -fulll of pathos ++10 regards anju '