YOU'RE SO SAD TONIGHT

You are  so sad tonight.

Your soaked pillow is your raft

and your bed, as deep and wide as the sea…

Your whimpers

are sucked by the cracks

in the walls of darkness- bent, clamped

till they  gradually fade  unheard…

You are  longing for a spongy song to hear

from angels with wings in the sky,

a song that gently kisses your brow,

your hair,  like how a  wind

softly combs a tangled forest…

But is there anyone who could render you one?

 

Your loneliness is a rough ball in your throat

No matter how hard you swallow it,

It just sticks there like a rolling thunder –

aggravates the rain pouring on your rooftop

or tears dropping on your white blanket…

You are so lonely now, your eyes

like twin crimson suns  falling to a waiting grave;

more lonely than the elegy soon to be read

beside the rectangular wooden home of your being,  

more sorrowful than your life’s video in the eyes of the mourners..

Breathe so deep, my beloved; succumb to thoughts

of this night- you are more desolate than the dirge

that will usher you so dearly to your sepulchre…