It is not the kind that you could know
And not the type of having a foe
It’s like trying to memorize a lexicon
As you turn all mad with hallucinations
Every minute of the day I always think
Of all the things in my head
That I cannot understand even up to now
Why am I so mournful deep inside?
Shake me, I’ll say
Shake me and make me feel okay
Shake me to the point that I’ll forget
About all the confusions lead down to Earth
Shake the feeling that I do not know
That some will believe to be normal for my age
But it’s hard to breathe with a heart in rage
Shake me and take away the pain
I believe is caused by some terrestrial mundane
As people turn more worldly and me too
Shake me to be awake for all the mistakes that I have made
So it will be clear why I am left in turmoil all day
And then afterwards my bizarre feeling won’t be the same
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Pain
شِعرThe collection of poems with the theme of pain, as the title suggests, it is also about life and the hidden meanings behind all the elements living and revolving in it. Feel free to read, comment and critique. All of you will be highly appreciated.
