For some reason
I feel being poisoned.
Me and my heart
suspect each other-
If we are one at all!
My world seems
at a halt,
but rains of restless dreams
cloud my visions
Brown earth, grey sky,
Red teeth and nails
hover in and around.
I fail to feel
my heart-beats.
I fail to remember
dates and places,
as if I was born
and brought up
inside a cave without
an address
and an identity
buried deep under
an unknown volcano.
I don't know
if I am sad or mad,
if I am good or bad,
May be
I am a stomach
that managed
to swallow it
in its entirity
and forgot the
Way to vomit.
May be I don't exist,
Or else poisoned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem sir. It was so beautiful.10++++++++
Thanks young poet for the compliment.