SILENT GROANS
Coiling, uncoiling
Straining, groaning
Outstretched arms holding
On the wall, balancing
Sighs can be heard
In the room uncovered
Eyes blinking, blurred
Not a sound of a word
In the outset it's nearing
But I am close to tearing
My vessels are convulsing
The pressure nearly blinding
Please come down fast
Bring down your mast
Out you must be cast
Ooops, success, at last
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Deciphering Life
PuisiIn this collection, the author documents her life through writing poems after experiencing a major heartbreak, becoming a single mom, restructuring frayed relationships and reinventing her lost spirituality. Delve into rhythmical lines as she weaves...
