The turmoil
The turmoil…..
Emotions, thoughts, feelings swirl within ma heart….
The pain, the cry of the soul resonates in ma being…
The mind looks for a reason…and fails…
The heart…heavy & sorrowful…looks for the truth…amongst the tears…and finds…
The turmoil…is her touch…
She creates a tornado… That I may cling on to ma self,
She plunges me into a maze… That I may find ma being…
She thrushes upon me murderous silence… That I may listen to ma soul…
She robs me of all feelings except pain..
That I may, through the pain sense the feelings of ma heart…
The revelation dawns…
It’s it....
She creates the turmoil…With the colors of ma soul…
That She may shape ma Self....
She gives me pain.... that i may glorify unto her.....
copy writer Ritesh Kotian
