I picked up a pen again today
Expecting to channelize this anger
Hoping to give some words
To these unjust hatred
Word's fail me but
Hands tremble in fury
There is so much inside
But ahead a blank sheet
Clouded with indefinite thoughts
Chained by this consuming rage
Grasping for a relief
Struggling, scratching my way
A thousand feelings float
Blinding my mute mind
A dozen emotions bleak
And I could only muster a single dot.
A/N- That is happening with me since a very long time. Sorry if it sucks..
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What I Always Longed To Say
PoetryA collection of my random poetry. Do give it a read. Thanks...xx P.S. shout-out to unknown9701 for the beautiful cover
