Journey into depth of soul,
slippery slope or mere hell-hole;
taken despite wary warning
finds may cause massive mourning.
Reaching, rasping, regurgitating;
finding, feeling, formulating
thoughts unseen, untold, unknown,
long forgotten and forlorn.
Raped by my own regret;
insulted by my intellect;
scarred by scathing sarcasm;
flailing, falling into chasm.
Beaten, broken, left for dead;
blatant bleeding in my head;
holding heart in trembling hand;
regretting journey in this land.
Journey long and journey cold;
jarring, jolting, journey old;
turning over every stone;
journey taken all alone.
this poem has very powerful imagery. you get your point across well.
really a powerful and evocative description of looking at one's self and having to explore the pain of the conscious and unconscious.....
Raped by my own regret; insulted by my intellect; -------- Great work and unique poetic lines that are striking to the readers mind...Great read i had...10
A rhythmic but revolting, a terse but in-depth introspection! Best wishes.
it is INTROSPECTIONS in SOLITUDE that lead us to the DEATH of ALL PAST and REBIRTH of the PRESENT HERE and NOW.......... Nice poem, Ms.Roshni. am NEW here and thnx for your visit to my DEBUT poem warm regards -shree
Your finds causes my massive mourning. I just love it.
two of my good friend commented below.. they good the words out my mouth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a hard journey indeed...good introspection here, Roshni...thanks 10