Wounded heart yearns for peace
Constant duel between physical
And metaphysical
A losing battle for both
Preordained result
Time unknown
Physical organ valiantly
Keeps up the fight
Litany of drugs helping along
Stoic countenance disguising
Scars so deep
Inflicted by
Irrational bombardment of
Emotional radiation
While the physical wounds heal
Emotional pains inflicted
Scarred heart knows no peace
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Author: pranabaxom
Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.
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Powerful and thought provoking. I love how words transform hearts, allowing our inner feelings to free what’s trapped inside us. I find that anger, frustration, and other feelings at times I suppress are then released. Best to you.
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Thanks my friend. Long time no meet.
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Yes it’s been awhile. Been busy getting my business going plus my part time job etc…. Nice to be back and in touch.
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