No one needs me, oh my darling,
neither once nor for eternity.
Everynight I return to the same dream,
Full of nightmares and screams.
The sea calls for me with a melodious whisper,
The sky sheds tears for my sorrows,
The forest roars at me.
Yet I have no luck,
I have no salvation.
As I know no one wants my pain
Neither once, nor for eternity.
Oh my poor lonesome soul,
Nowhere to go, no where to call home!
All this pain I can no longer control:
This soul has no home and remains forever alone.
Oh how desperately I would like to find hope,
No more agony I can cope.
To find someone to count on:
Maybe an angel from above,
Sent from the beyond.
For what I crave is only abit of care and love.
As I stand here and wait:
Only for time to heal,
Not knowing how much more pain I can conceal.
-Sundas Ikram
Sundas Ikram, with a deep love for reading and poetry, embarked on her writing journey long ago when she discovered solace and inspiration in crafting imaginative tales within the realm of fiction. Over the years, she recognized the significance of English Literature, understanding the profound impact storytelling could have on both readers and writers. With her words, Sundas aims to transport readers through fiction to other realms or unveil hidden truths through non-fiction. Her ultimate goal is to provoke thought, evoke emotions, and highlight the positivity and importance of English Literature to the world.
Art: ‘The Scream’, 1893, Edvard Munch
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