What has life come to?
Pain is always there,
Day and night goes by
In anguish I suffer,
A sacrificed life
In constant dark valleys,
Would I ever reach the top?
Or, has life passed me by!
The disposition on my face
Tells not the pain in my heart,
Mine tear filled eyes
As silence speaks to me,
Words cannot explain
The weariness of my mind,
The torment of my soul
As sadness overflows my cup,
Would there be a drought?
Who knows? I don’t!
© Sheriff G Ali 2010
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