The Sea of Sorrow
A deep dark grief,
stolen your loved, that hateful thief.
Away from here that soul did depart,
away from us, away from the heart.
That feeling of barren and cold,
when a loss be there, truth be told.
A lifetime to live, does it take,
a second to die, yor breath will break
No count, on what will be,
the next minute is planned by thee
No words, of what to explain,
that numbness, of that sad pain.
Undefined it so is, of are every breath
at the end, is only death.
A deep dark grief,
stolen your loved, that hateful thief.
Copyright © Mehak Kawatra | Year Posted 2008
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