Another one with B

15/11/2019
By Solacethepoet (feat. Bruised Brow)
 
Solace :
 
Emotions of I heavy trounce me with depression.
 
Mind of I tired,
So damn tired, 
Aggravated by oppression
From this concrete jungle
Affiliated with lost souls,
Everything fake,
They throw fake smiles
Fake teachings
And fake intentions
While they bear chains
In their hands to chain my mind.
 
Bruised Brow :
 
Thoughts of I troubled affiliated with rage,
This cage schemed for I is loose,
All my demons are escaping,
Oh please do not step near me like my sad shadow.
 
Worlds collide when I write with my right hand,
In-between hell and heaven dripping wet off black ink,
Destructive mode,
Dysfunctional shout at skies,
My pained enormous chest heavy so I shout at skies with hope to send my pain away with the wind.
 
Solace :
 
Tears fill up my world with oceans,
Wetland, but deep water,
Deep sunken deep I drown,
No fish I am,
No Gills I have,
Useless my nose is now,
Sunken deep I drown.


Submitted: November 17, 2019

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Rehmat Tanzila

Catastrophically beautiful, my friend. WOW

Sun, November 17th, 2019 4:54pm

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Thank you so much..we really try to express ourselves through this Poetry

Sun, November 17th, 2019 9:34am

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