To you sons who find it hard

daughters who find it impossible

in your heart you want to  lob it

resisting the coy seems unavailing

when the thought hovers

nothing could you do than to succumb


Gradually it is becoming you

your true self finds itself elusive

your wished self finds its harbour in


being covered by what you hate most

yet what you clutch most

sordid cloak becomes your skin


Door you wish not to open again

still looks like only way to happiness

though you wanna lock forever

who are you to quench the thirst?

you weep for a change in way

yet you smile when you step the way


Close your heart to see clearly

let the thought makes you suffer

give no room to splitting yourself

leave the thought unfed

it’d burn away and gone forever


For the way leads to destruction

it can make you kiss life away

you could at the end lay your head in


and forever lie in early sepulchre

Quit waiting for tomorrow

it walks slowly and might not come




©LightHouse Pen

Jamie Treasure

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Author: Judaisky

Judaisky is a young writer who believes the world can only be saved PEACEFULLY through the tidings of the ink cos the pen is mightier than the sword. Do You want to know more about me, contact me 09039956005

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