Trauma Stings... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

Trauma Stings...



Trauma stings…
It doesn`t feel as yet that good
Here in this new room.
It seems as if I am in a very new place;
In an odd land in my own house!
My Muse is here, near within;
But none of us feel it fine.
We need some more talks;
We need some more time;
Away from the noisy folks,
Away from the world of dime.

Thursday, July 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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