Not even in secret, not to my own heart
But from my lips, these words start.
And from my pen these words flow as I write
Tears fall down my eyes with blurry sight.
All my words, all my love, went in vain
That I thought never to speak again.
What power delights to torture me? I know
That to myself I do not owe.
She clung like music in my brain
To which the mute walls spoke again.
I dwelt beside the hell's gate
As to suffer with pain was my fate
Blame
Rajmoi Phukan
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 12/31/2021
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Poem topics: fate, heart, music, never, pain, power, write, brain, start, speak, secret, thought, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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