A feeling of non-existence
So deep yet so close
A feeling of non-acceptance
Buried but yet it rose.
The thought of being lonely
As the days pass by
The thought of weeping quietly
Not really knowing why.
The feeling of ignorance
But still standing bold
The feeling of repentance
Though sins don’t unfold.
The thought of losing faith
So strong yet unsure
The thought of losing identity
So hard to endure.
But, most of all the solitude
That burns within my soul
I’ve lost my whole universe
That once used to make me whole.
Another great poem Tabitha - Ive now read three of yours and I am really impressed. Can I echo the welcome from Chandan and say how good it is to have you here, Steve
With a hole in my soul I weighed the weight With burn that I shun I lived the life This is simply superb piece of work by Tabitha. Your words are amazingly smooth and the expressions so transperant. I pray you regain the lost world here with all of us. WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF POETS........PH is proudly represented by all of us here. I voted 10 for this - deservingly! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
While reading this I am lost in the sea of joy. An excellent poem.