A Timid Spark

Things arent like it was

There is so much we oppose!

He said, "You suppress me by voice

And depress me in thoughts!"

There is a lot I want to say,

Trust me, am too wounded to find a way!

On the pillow, as I lie,

Every heartbeat compels me to cry!

I could see the unexpected happening,

Feeling the storm, forthcoming!

All those feelings and loved nurtured so well,

Trashed and crushed among 

Deadly magical spell!

Far you went in thoughts and actions

Didn't even try picking up your guilty Dissatisfaction!

Nevermind, here I write with all my might,

May you shine and grow bright!