Supplication
N
Nosheen Irfan
0
Altın Yaprak
Open a secret door
For my feet ache
Bogged in the marsh
You have the answer
To the voice of pain
And in your silence
You hold language
Of the cosmos
As thoughts rush to me
Like insane waves
Of a storm
As fears grab me
By the neck
And suffocate my right
To breathe
Send a silent message
To the broken shards
To the stubborn scars
That you are there
Watching
To pull me from the edge
Before another misstep.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş