naked on the floor she lies
but the earth fails to pacify
the angry spirit inside
she tries to close her eyes
and turn away the gaze
but the horror flashes straight
she covers the ears
to cut the noise
but the overpowering decibels keep ringing
the cranium is warming up
to explode any minute
there ain't an anchor no where
she's loose and floating
without any directions
hollow soul never ceases to suffer why!
Oh!! There you go again!! Nice poetry! All the emotions expressed in the right way. The poet has some affinity towards pain and agony. The ruiner's poet, the depressed soul's poet, the agonised poet....so on....
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