Voices

This is what real life is Nothing can be an eternal bliss Said the mouths, you have no choice Can't remember the faces, just the bleak voice Where are these voices coming from My head says this is a common norm No figure, no silhouette. Just the voices in my head Tampering with my mind, tearing it to shreds Want a change, you imbecile! My head ached, as my body stood still I screamed to muffle this torment Followed it to bawl my discontent To my surprise I couldn't hear anything in the meadow All this while I was running from my own shadow

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Aqua Marine

Date: 8/3/2018 4:26:00 PM

Excellant rhyme poem- sonnet like in its form... How we often do torment ourselves, and find we areare running away from ourselves too....

Rishabh Batheja
Date: 8/6/2018 1:09:00 AM

Thank You Aqua. We are quick to pawn everything negative off on external entities, but later realize that the problem lies within ourselves. I've missed your poems for the last few months. Great to see you back.