Abdul Wahab - tears ii

When the wind blows
The other way

And in the middle
You are roughed up

Very badly caught
No immediate relief in sight

All the way outs
Covered by black clouds

stars are put out
no blue in the sky

in darkness your heart is
grinded

like a stone
in a crusher mill

and you are overwhelmed with grief
but you lack words

you burst into tears
which tell thousands in brief..

Abdul Wahab

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