Voice Of Pain


When my heart is hammered
It cries with melancholic voice
Like a musical instrument
That floats ever in existence.

Like a musical instrument
When it’s string is stretched
Emits vibrating sound
Then my heart reproduce
Rhythm of life to an ionic thought

Voice of pain is never understood
Never it is heard by any court

When my heart is annoyed with surveillance
I tamper all discourses of my life
To sustain the presence of life
And for tremor to endear voice of pains.

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About ramesh rai

Poetry!! ! The Expression of soul. Poetry ! A perpetual stream of sacred consciousness flowing ever and ever beyond planets and stars and even plenty of universe. writing poetry since teen age. Use to write chiefly in three languages viz English, Bengali and Hindi.Retired from government service still have to cover a long journey. Life may come Life may go but a poet goes on for ever.

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