This is my diary,
the diary of the dead!
And I scribble
the decadent grammar
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I don't know what to say Dead Sea, I am Yet, again Salt Oozes out of my eye The pain you suffered May now be numb But, will never go... I know... Each word... Each word you wrote Wrung my heart.. I was stabbed too That self same year By the twisted blade Rubbed to the hilt With poison envy Betrayal was the knife Which plunged deep My soul cries for your pain. Leena
Disturbing, but brilliantly written.10/10. Warm regards, Sandra
on second reading i saw the date when you wrote it. you must have been so young to feel so deeply. the imagery in the last stanza is very vivid and disturbing. amazing
a very dark, poignant poem, raw emotions, pain deeply stir the mind of the reader.. does time heal, its darkest before dawn -sometimes i too wonder.10 premji, there is deep intensity and sensitivity in your poems. Mamta
a poignant write, which depicts the inner surreal wounds that take a lifetime to heal..a good metaphor for the same
your poem nicely penned and it manage me to read your another master piece keep up the good work, keep keep keep writing. you said your are crazy guy but you are not such a stupid like many others. i would be grateful if you read my poetry and give some comments whether you like it or not as long as you are true what you are commenting best wishes to you floyd minami
My mind is a broken nest of wasps, stoned by kids! Black sea roars in it and I just float like a decayed corpse! Gear write up Sir. Touched me much Ten++ dr. sakti