Sadness settles in, Lost for words to speak
For what's on inside, Causing to be weak
Not able to do, Not able to hear
Trying very hard, Need not be in fear
But, able to feel, And able to be
Listening to what's said, Just if, I could see
No end to matters, As though getting worst
Cycles of doings, As though been rehearsed
In a fallen world, Lost for words to speak
Sadness settles in, While in storm, we'll seek
Thanks for reading #Poem 2386
Idea on Feb 19, 2014 at 5:59 PM on the edge of bed
Re read and made some changes on Sept 1, 2015 while
reviewing this poem to post
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