Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 25, 2017

Frozen I am,~by Shashi Gupta



Frozen I am,

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Frozen I am, with a glass in my hand,
Is it the wine or my pain that won’t let me move?
Heavy is my head, I seek a place to rest,
Yet my limbs carry me, like a zombie I move.

Numb are my senses, yet in pain I am,
Seeking a place to rest my weary soul.
But search though I do, I always come up
With doors that lead up to you.

Unlocked I have, the doors I had shut
To let escape the dense rain clouds
A good drench I know will wash away forever,
The pain, the tears, the burns in my soul.


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