The pain
My pain couldn't find your voice,
The song remained unsung
My heart churned,
some notes spilled down my throat
When they were ripe with pain,
from dawn until the lamp burned,
My lips trembled,
my voice struggled to express itself
I tried to be satisfied with your voice,
But you were so cruel,
you couldn't even give me a voice,
You kept giving away,
but couldn't even take some pain
The pain was bitter,
the voice was sweet, both opposites,
My soul remained bewildered
The deep ocean of soul,
the flame of longing,
When steam rose,
the vision cooled the hope,
Then the clouds blew away with the windy gusts of exhalation
Fed by the humidity,
the path of the eyes continued to flow,
I tried hard to stop it,
but does the balloon ever stop?
The shore may be injured,
but when does the tide stop?
The pain melted and went away as tears
The eyes remained delirious
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