Monday, March 26, 2012

Half -alive


Beneath abruptly shut regretting eyes,
which cannot dare to open tonight,
to the sight of half-alive pain suffocating,
being smothered in hidden sorrows,
while i lament beyond this emptiness,
beyond wounds of this inescapable life ,
that once bore me carefully in its heart,
is now too heavy to carry in death,
as i find nothing to hold, but just tears,
over unforgettable shadows of extinct feelings,
as i stand on the timeless edge of this war,
like a powerless warrior drooping in defeat,
on the abandoned lands of barren love,
that qualms in and out stabbing my flesh.

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