Raging with fury, yearning to spit out the flux,
Words can’t suffice the expression of dismay,
After all the struggle, tired and famished,
Disgusted by perfect order and rules,
A touch of love dissolves the soul at war,
Unacceptable that love has the power to calm,
She shuns the lithe touch,
Back again love touches with braving innocence.
She sleeps, a calm resonance of unsettled desires picture in her eyes,
And trickle down in tears that adorn her pale cheeks.
An emotionally powerful and visceral work that engages the reader with its unrestrained poetic ardour.
Thank you Sir for always encouraging me.
An absorbing,deeply felt, thought-provoking poem.
I am so glad you liked and enjoyed the poem. Thank you for encouraging me.