Ponniah Ganeshan

Veteran Poet - 1,383 Points (Sept.06,1950 / Sri Lanka)

On The Bed Of Agony - Poem by Ponniah Ganeshan

Collided my soul
And shattered into rage
With my own contradiction
Broken and several falls
Towards perfection.
Deaths meant no death to all
But to my collided soul.

A gloomy wilderness and everywhere
Sprouts of sadness.
Alas, with beautiful shades
Of Happiness.
Yes, the whole world is made of
‘thousand sordid images
Of which my soul is constituted.

Against this world
Against this world
Let what is broken remain.

And,

Lets sleep on this bed of agony
Lets sleep on this bed of agony
With the very lullaby
Till we eat our last straw
And what else, your soul, my soul
Death meant not death to all.

Topic(s) of this poem: agony

Form: Free Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

It is a poem on mental depression

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 22, 2018



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