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Rebellion of sorrows by myself

Sea of ​​suffering

By Kisama Riyo Published about a year ago 2 min read

And whenever I rebelled against you, O sorrows

You made me miserable from myself

Until I boarded the ship of the sea of ​​delirium

But violent storms blocked my way

Made us worship idols like deaf stones

We got lost among the blue waves for a while

And we searched but found no place to anchor

I wished I had the ability to fly

Far away in the deserts of space

Free as a breeze played with by the air

Far from every glow or water

Docked me in the sea of ​​suffering

And made everything in me a satire

And possessed me like a devil of calamities

O tears of the eyelids, walk in the sea of ​​sadness

For there is no pleasure in the sky

So I did not learn to travel

Except when the sea was clear

And I got tired from the abundance of wandering and sorrows

And my heart is sad from the evils of the essence of things

And my feelings become like jelly from astonishment

And my dreams, what are my dreams? They have no way but meeting? In nowhere and far from safety

I felt that my sadness became from the enemies

Whispers to me until I lost my shine

Like a star settled high without lights

I was as he is in turmoil

When the crowd intensified and enmity arose between us

The storms shake me and leave me in my crime

As if I am scattered before him

Without a title in the echo of the walls

My soul screamed when the wolves began to howl

I called myself so the entity met the conscience

In a memory that revived everything inside me

And accepted to settle in my chest

So as not to lose the anchor of that blessing

Which settled in its soul and established security

I was a victim of loneliness without friends

When the brothers dispersed and became traitors

I became alone and they were all agents in front of me

And life wanted me dead without a conscience

Until I covered my tears with tears Gestures

Perhaps he will leave me for an hour so I can be at peace

Perhaps he will guide me and lead me to the port Purity

To restore my joy as it was before sorrows took it away and left me in pieces

Balladsad poetry

About the Creator

Kisama Riyo

I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.

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Nice work

Very well written. Keep up the good work!

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  • chek about a year ago

    This poem is really touching.

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