When Our Pain Collides

I hear a thunderstorm
But I don't actually hear for real.
I may say what I know Is for real
But In reality, It was just a deal.
To pretend the dreams I saw
To believe In the hopelessness.
To see the Invisibility
Of your smile
Turning Into a laugh.

The laugh that pricked the blood
In my veins.
The hesitation to look back
Cause' the urge to hold you back
was too strong
And I had to keep my face straight.
When the Inside
was crumbling.
Down the hill I keep on rolling,
Waiting for the surface to break
Or the ground to open up for me.

I want to hide now,
Cause' I've felt too much.
But Before I become completely numb
I want to feel your pain.
I'm still waiting for you to speak up.




Poetry by Manish Pokharel
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Written on 2018-08-16 at 08:30

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Ashe
I have read this poem several times mostly because it is such a good poem how the feelings cascade through the poem like a roaring waterfall. The words so well chosen to provide the effect.It is a thunderstorm of feelings. The kind of poetry I !ike. My favorite poem this week.
Ashe
2018-08-17



Yet another poem with a thunderstorm and hiding and another one that I loved. I love it from the very first verse. That "But I don't actually hear for real" comes neatly, and sets the mood for the rest of the poem.
Listen to Nathaniel Rateliff's "Once In A Great While". It's very close to my heart and given this piece, I have a feeling you'd love it just as much.
2018-08-16