The Inner Me Poem by Kristine Boe
The Inner Me
The moment is silent,
like the water
when there is no wind.
So silent outside the inner
me, like there is no one
else at this planet called earth
The inner me
spinning like a windmill
driven by an impetuous storm.
Outside there is silent, but
my inner space feels like
a train passing through.
My soul is screaming
like a sanguineous enemy.
Wounded by a pilow
into my sole, with a vigour
like a volcano that exclaim;
Set me free!
A massively powerful poem, Kristine! It's so very easy to feel alone and unnoticed in a world that looks as if it's moving at the speed of light or the speed of 'advancement'. At the end of the day all we have is who we are, but it's when we least expect it that someone very special has taken notice of us... *10* Be Well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 2:45:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this poem is really poignant and vivid and inspiring. thanks, your a great poet Athena *** words will change the world ***