A Snail In The Rain!

The loads of betrayal dwell in the hearts,
It's so heavy even to lift the head,
The councilors ask me to fly high in the sky,
As the dove of a soul released from the body,
The fear that pushes me down, deep into dungeon,
To lick the salted ground, that is far, not around,
As the jungle animals do, to balance the mineral need,
Wounds inflicted not be seen, not felt by others, but me,
Safe in the mind to caress the pain,
The road may be long, but full of thorns,
Slipper less feet have to feel the pins,
The life is not drizzle to make me smile,
you are the rain to drown me frail,
to emerge as the clouds to come down as snow fall,
to fill the lakes and rivers through the hil

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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