Theme: Agony

Love or Pain?

When love burns and freezes within,
I feel words becoming heavy on me.
As if not love, my senses are mused with opium divine.
Years flowed, the day never came neither the night.
Love pains more than any pain.
I always stood at arms for it.
Early too late, I found myself lonely in the war field.
Waiting to take blows and still stand.
The strife goes on.
Can’t you smell my tears?
Can’t you see me panting deep
Besmeared with my own blood?

12-Aug-2015

More By  :  Debalina Roychowdhury

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