Mourning Wednesday Morning
Mourning Wednesday Morning
As the heavy clouds took over the mighty Sun,
As raindrops meddle with the works of the day,
So did the thoughts that took over the heart,
Meddling with the pursuit of Life.
Strange pain in the heart of unknown origin
Inconsolable weary,
Haunted by the past,
Blind in the reality,
And future’s dismay.
A beautiful Wednesday morning mourning as it looked,
Aided the tears
The tremor that it paved way to!
Oh! Birds start the soothing melodies
May it calm the nerves,
May it remedy the heart,
May it cast a spell,
Maybe I wake up alive in a harsh winter
Or maybe I wake up dead in springtime!