Lamentation

Location

India

The grief consumes my flesh,
Here I lament over my words!
They lashed and pillowed into my mind
The bones pain a memory of memories-
There is a chill in my body
It tussles with the icicles and
The grief trickles every day,
Sometimes, a cry of despair
Injected to my muscles
I feel good opium in my veins,
And I take a pen to write silenced lines
I huddle my tears that decide the saddest lines.
The happiness deafens in the valley of dreams.

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