A slow rise
I think it pities
me –In small episodes
it comes – stinging
me –Pain
It strangles words
...hurts...
What was I saying?Ah! Pain.
Experience
is the only gain.
YOU ARE READING
Small Things
Poetry- Mostly metaphor-free, this is a collection featuring poetry that possibly many can relate to. - Exploration of human nature, feelings, emotions and the lot.
Slow Rise
A slow rise
I think it pities
me –In small episodes
it comes – stinging
me –Pain
It strangles words
...hurts...
What was I saying?Ah! Pain.
Experience
is the only gain.