Poetry 

~ Tears ~



How do I say this

As peace roll out of my life

While I wear a garment of pain

To sleep in the bed of sorrow

Having my room spray with depression 

Blocking the sound of melodies in my ear

Left in the hands of the bed sheet

To give me cold after being soak with Nile from the eye



The road to happiness is block with every man foot

No one to consider the cripple rather whip the crush stick out of their hands

The only one that appear on the scene is the one that wet my face

And inspire these broken lines carrying my thoughts far off

In the land where nature controls creature

So I’m lost of sound stanzas