Archive, Poetry Feeling To Cry | Poem November 16, 2019 No Comments Let me cry to highest, Deaf me to no desire, Hurt me to no coming, I’m empty to burst. What fears I call? I’m trapped in rebellion, Taught me to walk on, On graves of my past, Deathra, give me strength. © sjwordsmith Advertisements Share this:PocketWhatsAppTumblrRedditTelegramMoreFacebookTwitterPinterestSkypeEmailPrintLinkedInLike this:Like Loading... borderlinepersonalityfollowandreadmoreinfamousdarkpoemssurajjangidthestigmaticmind Previous Post Next Post You may also like November 23, 2019 Dear Ghalib | Poem November 28, 2019 Forget | Poem December 5, 2019 A_VOID_MESS | Poem Leave a Reply Cancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.