After arguments and fights, i lay down to sleep
but could only weep
none shared my pain
but nature did rain.
the unverbalised questions
callous, pseudo-suggestions
battled in my mind.
answers would i ever find???
should i rebel?
should i compel?
No, life is a battlefield
where one forces the other to yield
life is a piligrimage, they say,
accepting roses with thorns is the way.
forgiveness is not the license to suppress
it is a great strength, not weakness
this insight wiped my tears,
calmed all my baseless fears
with the advent of dawn
and a sleepless night gone
i relished the warm sun
realising my strength, i did run
To say, " lets forget what happened last night
we will search for a new beam of light"
Sat Jul 14, 2007 9:39 pm
