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My Pain

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My pain

 

No more vibrations in my heart

Those beating are on a routine task

No monsoon or spring in my valley

Those changes are purely seasonal 

 

Why then I pray for a rain

Is it to seed burdened pain in my heart? 

Why then I cry for a rain

Is it to hide my tears behind? 

 

I am nothing, neither a proud vacuum, nor a filled ocean

 

A journey from me around the world

ends into my lonely eyes

with tears glued to lust

 

When the whole world dreams of a fierry land

I weigh my eyes and ask

'How long you will cry, my dear? , For those who loves to breath in pain, 

Nobody gives a rosy hand.

 

Give me a coffin

To nail my world of paradise

 It will cry once more over the night

With all dying stars planted once

 

I could not stop dying

somewhere everyone follows me

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Saikia Surjya

Wed 29th Nov 2017 00:31

Thanks Jemima for your nice complement.

Jemima Jones

Tue 28th Nov 2017 15:10

Saikia this poem is so beautiful.Thank you.Jemima.

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