#poetry

Darkness invades 
My heart and settles down 
Its out of sight 
Throne, and crowns 
Its illegitimate empire. 
Governs my brain 
Scatters my existence 
Paralyzes action and reaction.

moans and groans fog 
Smogs the black box.

Pain army comes 
Dragging cries 
Of my soul sights 
Horses of fears gallop 
Followed by reasonable shiver 
Knocking the warning bells 
Of sudden invasion of 
Winds of depression that 
Are translated into floods 
Of tears of my heart and eyes 
Relating in emotions 
So blind…..

It’s  a painful phase 
One of the greatest lessons of life 
Of maturing and fully grown: 
You must experience pain 
To grow up and be in your prime. 


Copyright so called poetry of Biba

2017