Feelings don’t make sense…

Feelings don’t have to make sense

But, they make home deep inside and build a fence.

Sometimes they make us soft, sometimes cruel and sometimes fill us with rage.

Putting shackles around us they bind us in a cage.

We walk on fire with tears in our eyes, but smiling gaily we bear every strife

With bruises on heart we cross the ocean for the person who’s holding a knife.

Sharp like a needle they pierce every inch of skin…pain becomes a wallow

Left no difference between sanity and insanity…every thought they just swallow.

As it’s said, they make no sense, making us feeble they kill us inside…

Unable to express, I write them down, make a pile, lock them up and hide.

With no escape, they diminish for a while…just with a spark resurrects the flame of desire

Every time leave me wishing, just like I burn the penned desires

I wish I could set the feelings too on fire.


6 Replies to “Wish I could burn the feelings too!”

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  2. Your posts are damn good. Your poetry has an essence nd that directly strike to the heart…
    Keep giving us such marvelous posts………

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