someone cries
strangely melodious
in the silent dead night
weeping
grieving
for what?
for whom?
i do not know.
i just listen.
listen to the never ending melody.
the cries
they hold a sad melody.
of loss.
of loss of one's everything.
i sit down and listen.
listen to the sad melody.
there's nothing i can do to stop it.
for it must finish.
so i just stay there and listen
i want to help but i can't.
the night
its too dark
no stars
no moon
to guide me.
so i sit there helplessly.
waiting for it to end.
but it seems that its never going to.
the pain too deep.
the sorrow too much.
the overflowing melody drowns me.
puts me in a trance.
trapping me.
soon it brings out my own melancholy.
one which i'd managed to hide
from myself.
comes back with vengance.
there's nothing i can do
but let it wash over me.
And sing a sad melody of mine
along with the
lost soul.
- laina
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Words Sung By A Weeping Soul
PoetryThis is a collection of poems. My genre Is angst and these poems are full of them. Pondering about the world, wondering why you exist. I try to put thoughts like these into my poems. And a warning my poems don't rhyme. And contain simple words but w...
