Self-chained Generation (Poem)

We write messages that brains refuse to read.
We create real pictures that eyes refuse to see.
We speak from silenced lips.
Because in empty spaces, we seek.

Our limbs are running numb.
We’re running to seek the truth in hidden lies.
In darkness, we’re intertwined with blanks.
Because what is is not for our lamps.

Many times we are voiceless.
Our words fall on deaf ears.
We also choke on our words.
Because we’re crying from the top of the world.

But the heartbeat remains much louder.
We’re marching and performing for one soldier.
Fear has crippled us, it’s bolder.
Fear has dribbled us, it’s older.

Poem by Mitta Xinindlu
Image: Mitta Xinindlu

Published by Mitta Xinindlu

Mitta Xinindlu is an author of books in fiction and nonfiction genres. She is a versatile writer and researcher. Her qualifications in academics include a Master of Science in Project Management and a Six Sigma Green Belt. A multilingual writer with a knowledge of ten languages. Her language skills range from elementary to native. She also knows Tech languages such as R programming and Python. Her work in writing has been featured in digital and print media. Media platforms include Parade Magazine, Thought Catalog, Psychology Today, and Your Tango Magazine, In 2019 PoemHunter selected one of her poems as a Poem of the Day.

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