Black Is The Colour Of My Fury Poem by Maja Dezulovic
Black Is The Colour Of My Fury
My eyes are black
My nerves are red
Shattered
But there is no hatred,
No rage.
Just pain.
And an open wound,
Gouged,
Salted,
And left to heal,
Leaving a blemish,
A reminder – for one day’s conversation, when we revisit it again.
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: emotions,feelings,life
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