Baleful gaping
Empty holes
Sapless life
Troubled soul
Festering sores
They won't heal
Like a knife
Cut me deep
I feel severed
I feel gored
Tides touch heaven
Mauled by shores
Dusty mornings
Gritty eyes
Smothering shadows
Breathless sighs.
All those noises
Screaming jeers
Shameless memories
Singeing leers.
I am held down
Feel restrained
To deep anchor
Neck is chained
For a lifetime
Broken stained
Plight of pariah
I am maimed
Nalini
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you may be maimed...but you must learn to live with love.......the reverberations of agony described in a magnificent style..