Inner turmoil Poems
I'm Not Ready / River
by Kam N
i'm not ready for the river
the way it thrashes
the way it whips me against the banks
i'm not ready for the suffocation
for the loneliness
for the longing
i'm not ready
unsure where to go from here
where to turn to
......
Razed
by Amrita Mukherjee
They make me feel only what I let them only when I want to
Little do they know vice won't buy me pain asmuchas their virtues do
Sweetest memories been made in the palest train
Commuting under cover betwixt circles of hell
Tossing and flipping sanity for fantacies and mire
Crippling to ground the imbecile pony in the vilest measure
Unveiling would only ravel the painted visage in strings of satire
Dust o'er shards rendered, the wrath of churning wheels of time
Porcelain of a past that used to be sublime?
Unto the ears of sloth words of wisdom hemmed
......
I'm Not Ready / River
by Kam N
i'm not ready for the river
the way it thrashes
the way it whips me against the banks
i'm not ready for the suffocation
for the loneliness
for the longing
i'm not ready
unsure where to go from here
where to turn to
......
Razed
by Amrita Mukherjee
They make me feel only what I let them only when I want to
Little do they know vice won't buy me pain asmuchas their virtues do
Sweetest memories been made in the palest train
Commuting under cover betwixt circles of hell
Tossing and flipping sanity for fantacies and mire
Crippling to ground the imbecile pony in the vilest measure
Unveiling would only ravel the painted visage in strings of satire
Dust o'er shards rendered, the wrath of churning wheels of time
Porcelain of a past that used to be sublime?
Unto the ears of sloth words of wisdom hemmed
......
