Thursday, October 16, 2008

When Doves Cry

The screams of strife and disheartened
I can here her crying in the night
I can hear her grimes of strife
Elusive but intrusive to my peace
of mind.

Disheartened by the losses
Heart aching from all the torture that has
befallen upon her, suffering insurmountable
the tears kiss her with unknown destiny

She had a benign heart
diseased with the expectations of might
Alas she tried her unknown destiny
and ceased her life waiting at the windowsill

Who has tore her apart so savagely?
Her pain is unimaginable
Cruelty to a heart so open
Heartless is the one who did this to her.

However, alas time passes
The tears have subsided
A new day comes and healing
Is reborn
Smiles come again
Laughter flows all around

Healing helps those who are in pain
A life of strife never to be revisited in
this soul again.

Belinda ‘08

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I like the happy ending.