The Turns Of Delirium Poem by N.K. Trevor

The Turns Of Delirium



O wretched body, which has become an abysmal shell
Of neither a sense to feel nor words to write nor tales to tell
Has momentaritly sunk into emptiness, in the pursuit of poetry
A body that absconds crowd and stands neither sad nor lonely...

Monday, May 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness,lonely,lost,poetry,sad
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From the collection 'inside my mind' May,2014
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