Destiny
I wanted to cry loudly
But i could not make any sound
So I keep crying silently
Crying and crying
But could not shed tears
Instead shed fresh drops of blood
It is invisible from outside
Every organ inside has swelled
And every drop of corpuscle clotted
The wounds are getting wider
Deeper and numerous, too
No healing is in sight
As if , like many men suffering is my destiny .
Copyright © Wahab Abdul | Year Posted 2016
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