My Unsung Notes Poem by Sona Khajuria

My Unsung Notes

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Every morning as sun rises, my misery intensifies.
What i am mourning over.
That everything inside of me cries.The darkness of grief, encircles my little eyes.
Why i am silent, do am self-lying? Once i chant, did i forget my love-song.
'O' Nightingale....Come remind me.
Have buried my notes, help set them free.
I regret over and over.
The echo of sadness killing me inside.
Wishing if somebody sit by my side.My heart still aches, throat still trembles.
Just take me away from self harming intentions.
I don't want to experience the pain of death.
still craving day and night.
To lose my vision and this deep sinking breathe.

Wednesday, May 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,helplessness,hopelessness,isolation,loneliness,misery
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Swinging to and fro between the bridge of living or dying.... At that very time we are not able to feel at all... Where mind tends to die and body struggling to live. This is how a "Depression" sounds. We aren't able to decide if we are out of fire or still burning. Just talk to someone...even if you think nobody can understand you... Follow my this little advice... Take a notebook and pen, just write down every random thought that is killing you inside...let it out... It will not treat you, but still the intensity of your inside burning will get reduced and you will get little peace inside of you.As a little peace everyday can make you survive better. A pen and a notebook can be your silent companions.😊❤
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sona Khajuria 18 May 2018

Thankyou Jez my friend for your heartfelt and encouraging feedback 😊

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