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Doubtful

This rock Inside this cage of claws Pumping red poison Everywhere in me Was it a wrong word You spoke Your I AM is doubtful When I am an error

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Carole Duet

Date: 11/26/2018 9:14:00 PM

What an interesting take on deformity (? I'm guessing). Sad...and challenging.

Ibohal Kshetrimayum
Date: 11/27/2018 1:29:00 AM

Thank you. Your guess is as good as mine. Thanks again for reading my poem. Someone once said - poetry is like a river which flows out between the fingers and forgets its creator. Your observation enhanced my thoughts. God bless.

Constance La France

Date: 11/25/2018 10:04:00 PM

Ibohal, you have penned a deep thought-provoking poem, well done ~

Ibohal Kshetrimayum
Date: 11/26/2018 12:27:00 AM

Hi dear heart, a rock lies in every heart and wonders why no burning bush melts it any longer. Thank you for your encouraging words.

Vladislav Raven

Date: 11/25/2018 10:32:00 AM

Hi Ibohal, there are many times in my life when I feel doubtful and there shall be many more, I am sure. Fear can grip the heart so strongly when doubt creeps into the mind. Strong and deep thoughts my friend. A poem that leaves one thinking. Have a wonderful Sunday. Your friend....Mike.

Ibohal Kshetrimayum
Date: 11/26/2018 12:24:00 AM

Hi Mike, my friend, oftentimes when the heart becomes heavier than a mountain, one feels a volcano churning inside. But the trouble is it can't erupt correctly. Thanks my friend.