Its turned aback
that feary dark sere
ready to swallow me
With it arms ready to
engulfs me into its crutches
There's no where to go
where to hide
Its ready to vanquish me off
my life, my dreams, my ambitions.
Am tryin but
It's all in vain,
Its taken me off
my friends, my family, my joys and cries.
You know why its face in rosy smiles
Its the smiles its taken off me
Know its looking for me
It loves me down
down on my knees
And eyes wizened with cries.
Wondering what it might be
It nothing off ghost or a satan
Nor I have been cursed by someone
Thats the clouds of fears and self pity
Apprehensions off my perpetual decline
I know that its for a synch
But for now and ever
its enough of feary fever
There's a ray of optimism
help me and make me think
That
I will overcome..........
someday........some how!
I know
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem