Life is a rhythm of the human soul and the body is the keeper of one's spirit.Its beauty is seen by the heart and touched by love's essence to bathe in its bliss.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Tears
Eyes drenched in its sadness
Bare this strain of madness
Before and after this darkness
The tears of terror and shadiness
Fall to relinquish these cries of sulkiness
These tears are my weakness…
The drain of strength
Is a gain to death
Again I rest this sorrow's truth
In the lantern's path
Eyes see only a wrath
Of an unholy faith
A union of fear and an oath
To moan when life bequeaths
Souls of the broken seethe
Their unsoiled taste
Like dew it all wastes
Away from eyes so fast
All grief flows in haste
Through them reality becomes fate
That one must not hate
Tears to quench this wait
Tears to break a quest to feast
Eyes drowned in its fall
Like the rain it calls
A name known to all
In the earth it stalls
All happiness as silence befalls
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