Solitude captured my life,
Loneliness conquered my strength,
Felt like drums in my heart,
Blood and tears as childhood buddies,
Combined their forces for a strong thrust,
Alas! I could withhold no more.
The cry within though soft and unheard,
Had a pitch of sorrow so high it reached;
Angels praying in skies above;
They prayed for glee for this cheerless soul.
All Merciful, All Kind and All Mighty;
Never failed to hear a genuine soul.
Something’s missing,
But what is it?
Something to bring back joy in life!
A teardrop fell on my palm upright;
I looked at it and saw a smile;
A gentle smile of a cute face;
Which brought some joy back to life.
2 comments:
nice poem ... :)
I can relate to it ... especially at this stage of my life ... :P
Four years departed since you spoke,
I guess by now its time for you,
To taste the fruit you felt you'll get,
I thank, you found some time for me , though years before.
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