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PANANGAD. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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PAPERS I TEAR OFF
I write some times with my blood
When I speak to you about brutality;
Heavy boots trample breaking bones
Heads roll in the streets smearing the sands in crimson
Heart bleeds and words flow
Could they burn the scoundrels?
And some times with my tears;
When love overflows my heart
With wings unseen they soar high with my dream
Sings melodies hear solely sober souls
When the words caress the papers twinkle
And breaths life into them
Some times I paint with hues of my heart
When the Sun scatters golden tinge in the ocean
And disappear behind the horizon
Leaving only the awful rumble
The giant darkness swallows the ocean
Lonely ashore in the hazy void I hear the breeze buzz
Some times I construct structures
With disconnected thoughts entwined in brain
Disarrayed arrangements of strips of broken glasses
Fussy and glossy they entice
Mystifying takes to a world hidden
When I detach from the pad
I tear a page of my heart
See your fingers smeared in blood
Do you get the smell of my intense love?
Does your heart bleed for me?