SoulfulA Poem by Mrudula RaniAdditional writing and editing by Paul Bell
Here, it is always about something
I feel wretched, I can feel In the back of my mind A nagging sensation, I wish I could go back and redo things Things I may have said and done I am not certain, Or the cause, and the origin of shame and that sense of guilt I can't put my finger on the exact point To quieten my anguished soul, Often Iam in need of a soothing balm. There is always something I am outraged at I can't put right the unjust events I witnessed, They are out of my reach beyond my realm, To accomplish any good, or to calm My weeping soul from loosing sleep, Lying awake in turmoil The atrocities of the world pester my conscience like a boil. There are things that make me content, The kindness and love I share The love returned I don't mind repeating them once more. © 2018 Mrudula RaniReviews
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