STORYMIRROR

Arpita Sahu

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

3  

Arpita Sahu

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

Misinterpreted!

Misinterpreted!

1 min
143

As I stare at those blank white sheets,

I can sense my mind go numb!

It's unusual what I feel today,

My hands fumble to hold the pen!


Some have the talent to write,

While some have the passion!

I write to express my unsaid words,

And represent it as a mere poem!


When our mouth runs out of words,

Our ink flows to spill them out!

Whether it's happy or sad,

Whether it's bitter or sweet!


But today my hands are frozen,

Frozen with the burden of feelings!

I don't know what to write,

I don't know how to write!


I feel myself losing,

Losing to the turmoil inside me!

I can feel happiness and grief, 

I can feel anger and sarcasm!


My heart has lost all its senses,

And mind its feelings!

Just like I mismatched the words above,

I feel like I mismatched my life too!


ഈ കണ്ടെൻറ്റിനെ റേറ്റ് ചെയ്യുക
ലോഗിൻ

More english poem from Arpita Sahu

Your Kinda Lo...

Your Kinda Lo...

2 mins വായിക്കുക

Run Away !

Run Away !

1 min വായിക്കുക

The Reality !

The Reality !

1 min വായിക്കുക

Misinterprete...

Misinterprete...

1 min വായിക്കുക

The Unknown !

The Unknown !

1 min വായിക്കുക

What Is It To...

What Is It To...

1 min വായിക്കുക

The Beauty !

The Beauty !

1 min വായിക്കുക

The Window!

The Window!

1 min വായിക്കുക

I Write!

I Write!

1 min വായിക്കുക

Come Back!

Come Back!

1 min വായിക്കുക

Similar english poem from Abstract