Sadness

SADNESS Sadness is as a burden of a whole City And worry, a skillful hunter of the mind's happiness, With nothing to enlighten, but tiny ignorant voices, initiating desolation in my lost but reviving mind And stirring a battle in my soul's calm. But still, I see a glimpse of light, a ray of comfort, for if so, i shall embrace. Hence, how will I unladen or quench of myself the roars that seek to rid me of my attentiveness, for if with my worries and doubts what shall be of me but pains? So i reach out to the hands of nature's calm and earth’s comfort For I shall plead to myself to find my own peace amid these fears.