Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Forlorned


They say that when all's wrong
the ones who stand by make you strong.
Pain & suffering do come everyday
But those you love-ease your stony way.
On a sunny day you feel so fresh under a cloud;
but when the cloud douses you with a thunder sound-
where are you going to shelter seek
when every roof you go under does leek?
the ones under whom you get solace
have placed you in solitude's embrace!
You can live abandoned by the world,
when you know that your woes will be heard.
But when those ears dishonor your speech-
you feel like a maimed bird forlorned on a beach.

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