Monday, July 13, 2015

Asphyxiation


ASPHYXIATION
Copyright © SHRAVANI MUKHERJEE

Bubbled up is the vacuum,
No air to breathe in the room
Withered and frail are the old blooms
The sounds of cries, and painful croons

Burning blanket wrapped around
Approaching  are the black clouds
Cold feet cant feel the ground
Bleeding hearts, very deep wounds

Tangled and tied in knotted ropes
Castaway, the ferry mopes,
Tempest and fury to cope
A wait for good cheerful HOPE

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