I was pushed into a Well of Dark Loneliness. <br />It hunted down my ears with sweet words. <br />It hunted down my eyes with beautiful moments. <br />It hunted down my heart with dear rememberer's. <br />My soft tiny heart is speared by two sharp spears. <br />My dark lonely well is colored with its spilling blood. <br />My knee caps supported me from falling down. <br />My hands stroked the ground very hard to rise. <br />My eyes turn red while watering with pain to rise. <br />My speared heart pulled those spears out in pain. <br />My wounded heart started to heal and beat. <br />Now it can rise from any dark well with smile.<br /><br />Kranthi Pothineni<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rise-from-hell/
