The demons have overtaken,
The promises we had forsaken,
And I'm on the floor,
Tearing my locks apart!
As that invisible wound is bleeding
My unrescued heart.
Can one touch heal me,
Can just one soul feel me?
As my poems are mutilated
Into proses,
I've just a skull bearing thorns
And a mind full of roses.
-Aditi
YOU ARE READING
Wavering Starlight
Poetrymy emotions are bubbling through my veins, stars with love, and darkness with pains, here am I with pen between my teeth, and a rustic paper drenched in my ink, letting all my emotions sink... welcome to a poetic voyage to my world !
