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Meenu Syriac
Poems
May 2014
Calling out to the air
Solitude refined,
It aches in the most hidden parts
Of my soul, untouched.
Love refrained,
It aches to know we can never be,
It hurts to know you were
Never meant for me.
Searching for purpose
Why do I seek for love when I know,
It is the one thing missing?
Purged in iniquity
I dont feel human anymore.
Overpowered in every way possible,
Fighting for breath.
These words I write,
These words I say,
Can you hear me cry the night away?
I'm trying to come through,
Calling out
To the air.
Needless to say,
I feel like I'm falling
Head first onto the ground.
Here's something a little too sad.
Written by
Meenu Syriac
India
(India)
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