Hola Steemians!!
I'm sharing a new poem of mine, hope you would enjoy reading it.
We all at some point of time feel sad for no reason. Often, we want to cry for no apparent reason. This angst irritates us to do something. In this poem I have tried to capture this anxiety with keeping the hope alive. Let's read it...
Often, in oblivion
I search for the words-
To describe what I feel.
Often, i write.
Write and erase,
Know not what I want,
Just feel something-
Empty somewhere.
In the gloomy spontaneity,
In sequence of some fancy words,
There resides my redemption-
End of despair.
Often, this night,
Renders light to-
The darkness of my heart.
Often, I lay alone and think,
Will there be an end?
A pause to sorrow and cry?
Often, I listen to answers- unspoken.
Often, I wishper-
Yes Yes!!
Thanks for reading.
