Okunsebor Williams Poet Quatrain

My Hearts Voice

Efforts become fruitless when there is nothing to bear
Voices losses expression when they cannot be heard
Laughter is a burden when it can’t be shared
Joy disappears when it refuses to spread
 
Nothing seems to count much without others
The joys of life are gotten from our hearts reaching out
Without which everything seems to dry out
A loud emptiness which cannot be smothered

But something is worse than not being able to care
That is when it all seems to bring forth pain
Pain that leaves you with a sense of despair
Springing up and staring you at the face

Then everything turns out so sour
Every action is now weighed on a sliding scale
Every smile now produces a frown
So unbearable, all you feel is a stabbing pain

So clueless of how to get out of this night
Especially when the feedback is it serves you right
But my heart still wants to play its blissful tune
And hopes this time you don’t get out of tune

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