Post #5651

Sometimes we feel pain All angst and hunger Satiated Smokes and Spirit Through and out Faded, my god It's like warm coffee with an insomniac inspiration We don't fell apart Tis the tides Plucking the strings Of the windy Palm trees And a lonely cricket rings Like a drop of a leaf And honk of a bus Its not crowded but us Why not, never Why not, never Roaming to somewhere in Rome With soulless white , sculpture of bones And folds of such Like ballad of bombs And Toes are clipped Even the legs Why not , feel sometimes Like everyone else Like anyone and yet Why not, feel more Like colourful it were Even the blackest blotch appear My Lord, just once on this magenta and white halls. Even the hardest blocks It stands upon We feel Pain Sometimes #review#poetry