Lamentation

The grief consumes my flesh,

Here I lament my words!

They lashed and pillowed into my mind

The bones pains a memory of memories￾There is a chill in my body

It tussles with the icicles and

The grief trickles every day,

Sometimes, a cry of despair

Injected to my muscles

I feel good opium in my veins,

And I take a pen to write silenced lines

I huddle my tears that decide the saddest lines….

The happiness deafens in the valley of dreams.