An Unnamed Pain
A dull mist hangs in the air
There lingers a sallow gloom
Though it had rained sometime ago
Dark clouds gather once more in the sky
As if another shower could be expected
Leaves shed drops of tears
Time moves at snail’s pace
There is a dull languor
Just like the soggy surroundings
In the dank confines of her soul,
An unknown pain seeks redemption.
A deep sadness returns again and again
Pervading and sturating her soul
Tearing her apart, shaking her from head to foot
She doesn’t know why she feels like a mariner
Drifting far away from the port
Or is she a sinking ship?
All she hears is the hiss of the cauldron
Burning and boiling within her
As thoughts bleed in silence!
From a dull cinder, there grew a fire
And now into a conflagration spread,
Consuming her inch by inch
She wants an instant relief
Or else her heart would burst
Submitted for 2022 Marathon Mile .11.Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Mark Toney
Sentimentality Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2022
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