The UsualA Poem by SinduI'm fine..Heart palpitates, convulsing in chest; stumped transfixed at the cracks..... spreading out from blast zone. Wall, bricks and muscles twitch, mutilated images play the reel. Past melts into present, burns future. Nails dig drawing crescent rings, eyes goad of play within.
Fear, pain crumbling weakness.....
Inspite of dark and dull thrumming, mask sits in place, tears untrickling, never slipping, sealing dust in. Endearing hands, hugs and warmth stretch to placate and plea. As easy it is to clamber, be free douse in calm cremes and warm glow, sleep to serenade, self-heal.
weakness crumbles, fear pains.....
Mask sneers and scowls, limbs freeze coaxing the warmth away, hugs and hangs slip, confused, hurt, however lays promises of help, silent prayers stuck and sink. Stranger strangled in sad solitude Turning on back ask to be left alone, wishing the opposite but not known. says " I'm fine." © 2015 SinduAuthor's Note
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17 Reviews Added on April 29, 2015 Last Updated on April 29, 2015 AuthorSinduIndiaAboutA silent observer, goof, crazy, imagination overload. Writing is essentially putting a part of me on to a paper. All of it. Ugly, sad, dark. Happy, cheeky, beautiful. All of those words I deeme.. more..Writing
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