Poem 280 : Calloused Sensation

 Calloused Sensation

                               - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Cheerlessness with its heavy hardness,

The drying, draining and dying energy,

An insisting and compelling clergy,

Systems sickening the heart and mind,

Passion becoming a tiresome fashion,

Soft skin turning into a breaking bone,

Spots and darkness present all alone,

Arrows and spears coming everywhere,

Wounded, un-wounded and re-wounded,

Terrible tactility holding above forever.