Sorrows deep rooted
lie damp
in bruised hearts
like my village soil
soaked for months in monsoon
Ghosts of hurts chasing rampant
neither melt in the sun
nor dissolve in the rains
as inorganic synthetics
Awfully abraded,
they fume and fret,
nudge day and night
The caricature
doesn't expose
scars caged within
and to unlock them
with an instant outburst
wait woefully
for a little kindred propinquity,
the litmus-test
for intensity of aches
If not any, stay unseen
for years and years.
the simile in the first para touching deep the readers' mind.
A beautiful read, so much truth in your stanzas. A subject I can relate to.
I have read chemistry although not much, I understood and appreciated your poem.
very powerful. touches you moves you and reminds you of your own unresolved sorrows
very powerful like the sorrow and pain with unique expressions...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A really great poem, like it. A fantastic write.