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Limbo For The Tortured (souls)
Nothing
Nothing but the Black Amnesia
A panoramic view of formlessness (wastes)
My eyes are not eyes
Pools of the void, though out of the void
Shadows form
Shadow-beings pour and spill forth
Like a nightmare - cataleptic terror ineffable
In fear they shuffle slowly and sadly about me
Wordlessly they speak of great loss
Disembodied hearts, the lost souls
They have lost their battles -
I see scars and surrenderings
Hope was their last sword - now broken and blunted
Hope was their only shield - now shattered, useless
This
This is the place of fear, heavy and endless
A place of mourning, sorrow and regret
And here
In this limbo
The horizon of defeat stretches forever.
NJP 12/2/2009
well done a great love and lovely poem ..this is a very good poem and like it much...your poetry is rich and inspiring too..hope you add more poems to enjoy... and wish if you go through my poems too... I am basically a peace dreamer and peacew wisher poet with 6 books and believe in love for all and peaceful world... let me share with you one of my owns says regarding peaceful life...(( a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with...afzal shauq )) hope we save the ailing world with our love poems... for ensuring the peace