Let there be no pain
Let there be no tears;
After everything that you braved
What do you really fear?
Shrewd were they who indented on your heart
Only to embezzle the seemliness and delight that was yours;
But look, oh look at you, you lionhearted damsel
How magnificently you spread your wings
And take flight with everything you repossessed;
How elegantly you fabricated and flaunted what you really are
Tearing the hearts of many
Who now wish you by their side;
Who not for once treasured your worth
Who thought you were a catastrophe, an evil eye;
So jubilant, so blissful, so elated, so content
And yet your eyes hold the truth
Of the strident life, that you once condemned;
Is it over? Is this the end?
Does this mean you’ll no more be grief-stricken?
You know, and yet, how beautifully do you hide it
Hide your fears and atrocities, behind that winsome smile of yours;
Like a drop of tear or a look of dismay
Might invite the worst of the woe;
And you want no more of the phony solace
Or the dejected eyes following you;
But instead, an answer, a score to settle
For all that had befallen on you;
Until then and until the very end
Fly till it’s unimaginable to pull you down
Where the monstrosities of life and humans prevail
Fly till you know, your intendment of life is complete.