My Heart Has Spoken
When a tear falls from my eye,
My heart has spoken.
Misery befalls without seeking permit;
Sadness follows without peeking first,
Fury varies,but shuts out reasining,
And the heart aches like never before,
My heart has spoken.
Why do tides drive trains eastwards today?
Why does the sea roar in approval and not complain?
Because in every pain,
There is a beauty concealed inside.
I'll not wipe the tear,
To remind me of the expected pangs in life,
My heart has spoken.
Copyright © Benson Langat | Year Posted 2016
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