Amity’s Death by SAAJIDA GORA

Woe is
unto me

Thou
shalt never see.

 

Despair,
Despair, despair

Viciously
ripped, unaware

 

Beams
of amity like the essence of air

Flowed
smoothly through destined to share

So
precious, so pearly, so diamondly rare

Velvety
threads of gentle care

 

Time
has sought the light of th sun

Time
has sought the light of the moon

manifested
together into a spirit as one

seeping
into the darkness of the noon

 

Time
has climbed the mountain of the hour

Time
has built the gigantic tower

Crumbling
down the tower did fall

Shattering
my sky and deafening my call

 

The
consuming waves lashing my rock

Shuddering
its core with immensing shock

 

Confused,
bewildered, I couldnt understand

Seeking
the always affectionately mellowed hand

Visible
only was footprints in the sand

Lost
was I now to the ocean and the land

 

 

The
rose of amity had withered too soon

And
fell prey to the solemness of sadness and gloom

 

Impulsively
excavating and blending into the earth

Cherished
Amity had suddenly disappeared

I turned
around, a moment of breath

But
amity had soon met its death