Here again my soul is seeping swiftly in the cruel darkness
This pessimism is ripping me off,
making me feel insane
This gory bloodshed of my dying soul
is close to drain
And still I’m not wincing nor crying
aloud,
I’m numb to pain; I’m numb to pain……!!!
In the fell clutch of circumstance,
uncaught unknown
Sometimes silence can kill and bring
uproar
Under the bludgeonings of chance, I won’t
cry aloud
I may bleed but my head will be unbowed
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
And these desires and corporeal restrains
Looms a luminous pyre of flame, free
and unafraid
Breathing serenity, undaunted by the
horror of the shade
This darkness of the
night that covers me
Is trying to paint me
black with gloominess galore
And yet I’m unafraid, thanks
to the strength of the lord,
For I’ve an unconquerable
soul, an unconquerable soul…..!!!
Thanks a ton deepak :)
ReplyDeleteone of the best poems u have ever wrote
ReplyDeletetrust me....
Thanks for the gorgeous comment gal...:)
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