Hell breaks out,
Darkness
descends on me
like molten bitumen,
immobilised
smothered
crushed
crumbled
pulverised…..
Thank You, Dillipji, for adding the poem to your favourites.
Winter load shedding/ More cold-wave is entering/Thru' the window pane!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A perfect description of nightmares. Love the poem. Looking forward to reading the series. Searched for the first two; couldn't find them.