Biography
I'm an Indian student who likes to observe ,understand and express.
Degrading
Feeling like my life lost the essence Everywhere,everybody causing disturbence And my soul ,my body needs silence Even the voice feels like noise I just need some space which is silent And few hours too So that I could calm my soul So that I could mend those holes Which life made in me Alot of work is also there And there seems like no time to spare But if I wont spare If I don't dare What will happen to my inner share Inner me is degrading It's Colour have started fading And I'm not doing anything I'm just waiting,just waiting ,just waiting.
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keith jeffries
Sat 2nd May 2020 18:30
An intriguing poem. I was particularly drawn to the lines, " So that I could calm my soul. So that I could mend the holes".
A well constructed poem.
Thank you for this,
Keith