I blog my truth in all shades
Flirting with pain
Hoping to discard the timer
Though disbarred from standing tall.
I till the ground hoping to find a truce stand.
Yet the ground shrinks before my feet,
Jilted with a void to stump on.
I break my vow
& whisper my shame.
Background alluding to tears!
I water the garden hoping to pluck a flower,
Tearing parts of me in a nursery rhyme
Trumpets pulling Olympics on the shed
As my voice gets lost in the humming of birds.
Daring to snatch the last of me.
So, I wait at the shed of time
Hoping to see Solace's coat undone
& discover the last of me.
Not in shades of grief
But in the bliss of heaven's haven.
