Swings on the floor,
Logic no more,
All is upside down!
Where do we go
To stop
Anxiety's flow?
"Sorry,
Nobody knows
The name of that
Town,
For it is no more."
Just an uneasy feeling!
No one there to help
Just an uneasy feeling
Of all being,
So inept
So amateurish,
And dangerously,
Swept!
Just an uneasy feeling,
And nowhere to go
Even though its Summer
Sanity has been buried
Under tons of dirty snow,
And History is a banner
That no one in their
"Right Mind"
Is supposed to know...
Just an uneasy feeling! No one there to help Really an uneasy feeling if there is no one to help but God alwys helps.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well expressed composition. Simply strong yet heartfelt...10++