Days pass by some how
But nights now are a wagon of pain
Injuries may heal with time
But marks will always remain
Restless on my comfortable bed
I toss and turn and try to sleep
But thoughts are bulking my head
And have formed a huge heap
The past is flashing its scorching light beams
Tearing me apart , breaking me at the seams
the darkness of my life is more visible in the dark
And now i am trying to give it a voice , trying to speak my heart
2 comments:
Wow...awesomee poem!!!
thnks to ravinder singh......
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