Days With Pain Are Yet To Come

Days with pain are yet to come

So as such the heart would bleed

Over the hole life has made

From which it’s been sprouted as seed

And the emptiness would hammer hard

On the broken and shattered heart.

The past would whisper into the core of mind

The future would fear with brines in eyes

Over the silence that shout aloud

Under the stillness of a dark cloud

‘return back’, as I’ll scream out

With cycles of life, though the prayers are bound.

As would I hug a vacuum tight

And love it, caress it, with all delight

Wait for it to reverse back love

Kiss me, console me with a few word

And the illusion would last no long

Nightmares follow with the wake of dawn.

And so I enter the door open

With fearful eyes for what is to come

And find it better to love in pure form

Than in the form of flowers over a mourn

So pace the life with love around

You never know when pain’ll surround…