Inevitable Suffering

I ain’t no concentration,

 

Encircled by  frustration,

 

Felt sad to those pity atmosphere,

 

I no longer belong here.

 

What on earth I am doing?

 

Why always have to suffer?

 

Each spoken word has a satire,

 

Hatred, anger & dissatisfaction,

 

There is no love neither care,

 

Relationships, full of fraction.

 

Money has blinded the heart,

 

Every interaction results in pain & hurt,

 

Life has no meaning to live at all,

 

No bridges to connect,

 

But instead surrounded by walls.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





Poetry by Zalan
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Written on 2015-10-02 at 20:17

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Powerful. You write the woes of the world.
2015-10-07


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I think you have answered your own question in this poem when you say that money has blinded the heart. Then the meaning of life gets lost. A very good write.
Ashe
2015-10-02