The beats of Misery
Pray, I await for when you would hold my hand in yours
I await for when I would feel the warmth of it
And just know
That somehow, the skies, like me, are appeased!
Our souls shall be forgiven, for whatever it was that
We did, it does not matter anymore
What matters is that we shall be granted an entry
Back to that place where the Gods reside
Where birds talk and where flowers read
Where butterflies dance and where lovers, like you and I
Take in lungfuls of sparkling dust,
Meant to have us fly high on ecstatic clouds,
Immersed in the joy of our well being,
And in the aknowledgment of our celebrated love!
Pray, I await, with the rhythms of misery pulsating loud in me
For when you shall tie my hair to yours
So that when the God of Doom would come to Earth
To kill the Evil hovering around,
He would see us, recognise us, as the lovers so in love
With each other since times immemorial and having inhabited
All the realms of the universe, in all life forms
And he would help us, to climb the ladders of purity
To reach safety while abashing on the rest, his weapons of doom!
Pray, the rhythms of misery are played in me by the demons
Who gather their strength in the display of the illusory Maya world
They tell me that faith can be shaken, that it can be false and misleading
That my heart can end up broken, that I can get shattered into pieces
As you might not wish to save me, by holding my hands in yours!
Pray, have I claimed to adhered blinded faith to the skies
To obey have I pledged, even if that would require
Being a human bait, a human shield, a human sacrifice,
But, if you hold not my hands into yours,
I shall turn my back to the skies
And I shall flee to there where souls suffer constantly
Without ever having any scope to even hope to be saved!
Misery pulsates its beats in me still
My belief in my own faith keeps it in place for now
My endurance is not limitless,
I am frail, I am bloomed, I am awakened, I am your conscience,
While you shall be my Existence,
Together, we shall write, for this Earth,
Its next chapter!
Written for Misery Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
Written on 28th Dec 2018
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2018