And they say
There's always a way
I must be blind
Not to find
A reason to be alive
A chance to thrive
No way out- -
A voice shouts
Within me is a clutter
To put me in a flutter
Is this madness
Or plain sadness
That eats away at my soul
That won't let me be whole
Nosheen Irfan © 2017
The style matched the title and the heart ache of the piece. I don't find it silly at all- -you are broadening the way your poems can carry their message and that is exactly what poets do. I call it 10!
upset and silly.. no. but upset and real poetic. beautiful poem. and in better days it will remind you a dark moment that will no longer exist
Well said. To resolve this problem I became a hermit - happiest years of my life. I think you have to be old to really get into it though.
Fragmented....broken. Some fractures cannot be seen, and they may be the most serious or profound kind of injuries. I think this is a profound work, Nosheen.
Is this madness Or plain sadness That eats away at my soul A truly fantastic poem leaving a reader mesmerized by the beauty of the words embedded in this piece. Glad to read
That eats away at my soul! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
You describe this dialogue that goes on in the mind so succiently .I love the clutter flutter connection.Wonderful poem you capture the craziness we all experience so well. thanks Nosheen. I was drawn to the title as I wrote a poem with the same title. Full marks
That ache is a gift poets are blessed with. It certainly gnaws at one's soul; yet, that gnaw is a yearning to be whole. Well done! (10)
I just read and commented in your poem about the Dream that brings Coherence. That poem from March 29 answers the crisis of the soul expressed in this one from March 16. It took your poetic mind (which is also known as - your SOUL) only half a month to resolve your crisis of confidence. Isn't that splendid? !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When hope comes, it is put out by doubts. This switching off and on of the mind is something we cannot help. But try to believe that there is always a chance to thrive!