the flow of emotions- lonileness

in ranga •  7 years ago  (edited)

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                                                          #LONILINESS#

A dark hole is dug through mine mind
Its void and makes mine heart blind
Thoughts froze into an inescapable memory
Ice walls are everywhere it is an untold story
It is a nemesis dwelling of the mind
All handwritings of hope are blurring
Floating in the abyss of the wind
No one is there except me glaring

I am lost in the distant lands
Mine voice echoes in the whole of myself
I eager to hear it echoing back with a melody
Just a different voice waking me back home

Lights have turned off again
In calling out there is no gain
Alas, the smile was bro
ught by a lie
Doors have shut, these memories won’t die
I am walking in them never to return again
I’ve rounded up but i came back to where I was
It’s a lone world without any gateway pass
I thirst for company, yes I see a bus
Alas its empty, and I am still where I was.

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Great poem, very touching... Thank you for sharing!

waal i am moved, thank you too

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Great poem @Tapiwa

A few things,

Just a tip: in your first post, you should use the tag, 'introduceyourself'. It helps you to get discovered

I was also wondering. Do you just write or do you make spoken word performances?

thank you for the tip, i write and perform as well

Nice. I like it

This is a very strong sense from within.Such a strong expression.Frozen thoughts of emptiness remind me of my dreary childhood inescapable past.
Our past is pregnant with untold experiences true.Feelings always haunting us.
Our hope should not fade and neither dim for there is the light ! But Tapiwa where is the light ,you never give us room of hope here lol.How you delve deep into a lonely space is quite inexplicable.Please i need more of this kind of work.Excellent.Am sharing this to my twitter and adding it to my collectins of a good read.