DetoxificationA Poem by Fieora AndrosDescribes the feelings of a confused soul trying to apprehend the actions of the past and scared for the unforeseen ones.
Wherever I go,
A seed I sow, What is the fear? Is it the thought of end coming near? I looked around, But I am tangled and wound, These thoughts make a hollow me, Ever pondered, is us the same we? I tried to understand, How to unite the receding sand, To apprehend what was going on, I had to reach where it was born. I was scared of looking back, Where to search in the stack? I closed my eyes, The thought was scarier to see how time flies. I felt the pain, I didn't know whether it was a boon or a bane, My inner me was buried in grave, It recurrently said, "I am afraid." Could I ever overpower them and declare my win? Was getting into this so bad of a sin? I deeply sighed continuing to give it a thought. These non-ending thoughts won't ever end with a dot. © 2020 Fieora AndrosAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on April 28, 2020 Last Updated on April 28, 2020 Tags: Connections, hurt, expectations, scare AuthorFieora AndrosRanchi, Jharkhand, IndiaAboutHello everyone! I am Shreesha Ganguly. I am an absolute amateur writer who pours her heart out through poems. A lot of things I am yet to learn and so kindly give reviews. more..Writing
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