Feeling

Sometime don’t you wish you can scream on the top of your lungs?
And hope someone can come along and ask you
What enraged you?
What provoked you?
Oh you can actually feel your heart is breaking
How fascinating let elude him for a thousand years
The little game we all play

A stream of invisible tears falls on the corner of your both eyes
It like someone just came along and unleashed the tap forgetting
That your sense still occupied with department named “Feeling”

You are not just a mere robot but a genuine human being
A tiny part of yourself screams for you to act aggressive
Another tiny part of yourself medicating like a wise old man
He acted like an indestructible figure
But like all human nature this behaviour has being going on for centuries

You’ve got a disease growing inside your head
It can soon spread across to your rest of body making you
Even more incapable of a human emotion
Your rage was then realise through words and voices
As other wonders why there so much pain
And sorrow from this estrange poem…

By Hung Lin © 2009

Feeling

Hung Lin

Melbourne, Australia

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