Poetry

My mind is cloudy
Sad and melancholy
Intolerably unbearable pain
That haunts within me.
I want to share it to you
As a thirsty man drink.
Words fail to capture
The inner feelings of my heart.

My state of mind
An abyss of sadness.
Every beat of my heart
Tortures me incessantly.
My pain is roaring like a thunderstorm
But none can hear it.
None can see my crying
Falling down on my cheek.
That splashes over my mind.

The crying of the sky
Can arouse the inner feeling
That every heart translate in their own way .
Then why none can understand
The language of my pain ?
Is it a wilful negligence of others
Or the inability of my cloudy mind ?