Sounds of Sorrow

In the Bleak times,

When lights dim,

Feet falter, Sadness engulfs,

Piercing wail curbed in the heart

Fails to announce

The pain I bear

Foreboding load that mind carries.

Crushes the soul.

Could I unburden the past?

The fountain of sorrow

Still untraced,

The perennial spring flows

Drenched I stand.

Still unscathed?

Now that I doubt!

For Long I endured

The earthlings limit

Spares me not

So I too do crumble

In a soundless shatter

Shreds Strewn all around.

What courage will it take

To gather the tatters

Which no tailor could sew

The garment one whole

So let me remain without soul.