In search of solace,
Deeply Hurt and Awfully Lost,
I cried, till I found her lap;
In her arms I lay,
Heart Broken and a Tad Bruised,
I cried, till the break of dawn;
In the shroud of her care,
Soft and Caressing,
I cried, till the pain was gone;
In my mind I saw clearly,
Numb-robbed of Sensation,
I cried, till the tears dried up;
In clarity, helped by care,
Lonely, but not Alone,
I cried, silently, till she could hear no more;
In that plight, so straight I stood,
For Her and the World to see,
I smiled, but my heart still cried within me.
No comments:
Post a Comment