SHINE GOPI

              ABREACTION: CRY OF A SLAVE.                            Author: Mr.Shine  Once cried a slave, cursing his fate in sake. Despite the words uttered, his cry was unheard.  His tears made a stream, within the scream was extreme. He wept, when the world slept. merciless was his master, poor thing cried in bitter.  for once he wanted to break and flow, Oh agony! when emotions damed, that's all he wanted in slow. consolation not meant for a slave in stroke that even the breeze excluded him from a strike. The very night nightingale forgot to sing for a moment the slave sat and sung a Lament. "Woe to me, I am a born slave. curse to me the freedom within enslave. forsaken and forbidden, abominant of peace I am a slave sings, as i am broken into piece.  Slave, not the song of my affliction. That's all i own ...

                                                                           Poem                                                                            IT'S A MARATHON                                                                           Author: Mr.Shine ( Here in this poem the poet similes life as a marathon where everybody runs with (for) life. and the poet portraits the emotional circumstances that he sees around h...