Selfconflict Poems
another me
by Shri Vats
I wish to be kind and forgiving
but he only wishes for bloodshed.
Through the twisted Forest forever confusing
The world is a toy for the man inside my head.
He says he will never die
he claims to be me
But i know that's a lie.
As cruel as him i could never be
......
A Walk down the Tunnel
by Somali Mukherjee
“Darkness does embalm;
All things, getting calm,
Produce an eerie feeling;
Can it serve with a healing?”
“Aye, aye, sure, sure!
Such feelings do us lure,
To approach its end.”
“Can we reach, my friend?
......
another me
by Shri Vats
I wish to be kind and forgiving
but he only wishes for bloodshed.
Through the twisted Forest forever confusing
The world is a toy for the man inside my head.
He says he will never die
he claims to be me
But i know that's a lie.
As cruel as him i could never be
......
A Walk down the Tunnel
by Somali Mukherjee
“Darkness does embalm;
All things, getting calm,
Produce an eerie feeling;
Can it serve with a healing?”
“Aye, aye, sure, sure!
Such feelings do us lure,
To approach its end.”
“Can we reach, my friend?
......
