In Those Unnamed Fields | Poem

My soul burns,

Feeling pain I can’t

Tell to the world,

Sadness crawls in me,

Deathra, bury my existence,

In those unnamed fields.

The wrongs and the rights,

Nothing matters to me,

Lies of truths,

I speak in hatred,

Deathra, tell Liebe,

To make me sleep,

In her lap forever.

I wish to burn him,

Torture his soul as mine,

I tell I am a monster,

Why its hard to believe,

Deathra, bury my existence,

In those unnamed fields.

I long to sleep,
The voices scream,
Get up and leave,
Get up and destroy,
Get up and create,
Sleep does not come, Liebe,
These words pain me.

Alas, pain frees me,
Hear my prays,
Oh merciless creation,
Bury my existence,
In those unnamed fields,
Though, I will be alone,
Wish I could sleep.
©Suraj Jangid

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