Best Sympathyday Poems
I mourn the day I lost all hope on you,
as delicate as you are, it has been rough loving you,
no road can go farther than you have taken me,
yet it was too short of a ride,
how beautiful you looked in the morming,
as the sun compliment those eyes,
the birds chirping away;
as if they were announcing your arrival,
day after day they announced,
untill one day you never came;
yet the sun still shines,
and the birds still chirp,
confused because i can feel your pain,
but my heart doesn't hurt,
clearly it's your pain,
and deservingly my gain,
i lost part of myself because of your departure,
yet realized who i truly was,
as life can not be changed or given back,
i can not regret,
only mourn for the angel that you were,
you are no more,
only a memory, lying in the depths of my mind,
thank you for allowing me to love,
your welcome for i allowed myself to forget.
Huddled up at the edge of my seat,
the first day started with me so forlorn..
Glancing around so lost and beat,
desperately wishing for a miracle to be born..
Something allured the corner of my eyes,
and there she was, my first crush..
I who believed first sight love were all lies,
was transfixed at the spot all blushed and red..
Minutes snowballed incessantly to hours,
as i spent the day instilled by this new found power..
Bright and beautiful was she with her lovely scent,
which i swear would make Venus pout and pant..
The year went by like a fast moving stream,
neither did i harden up nor did i squeam..
What really mattered was that i got wiser
with time and reconsidered my fervours..
The day arrived which i dreaded the most,
which was supposed to warm up the frost,
and reconcile envious souls lost..
She was just not someone in my life,
it dawned upon me all too late..
Still i strained myself to say goodbye,
realizing how she evaded my days from ill fate..
And there i was faking a smile,
despite our split screen sadness..
which i learnt days after awhile,
that she had underwent the same harness..
Of my heart over hers and hers over mine..
In the bitter cold of the foggy dawn
Their heels I hear on the hard grounds below
Yet another day to work it all
And the master gets to keep all the pay
As obedient as they may
They head to where the heavy cart stays
Drums filled with pales of water
All day they pull this way and that way
Carts filled with heavy construction materials
Every day they pull this way and that way
Whether it rains or shines
Everyday there is load to be pulled away
Theirs is work bound by fate
Perhaps a purpose to which they were made
Perhaps a punishment of which they must pay
But what gives me a little comfort
Is that even they after a whole day of toil and pain
Even they get to spend some time away from the misery of the day
Even they get to dream of better days when heaven will employ their grace
The night is truly divine
For it offers my kindly donkeys an escape from the brutality of hard days without pay
The night offers my kindly donkeys escape from their enslaved ways