Night’s towel drips of tears
Her laughter has suddenly turned to fears
Her moon left without a trace
So she uses darkness to cover her face
Her stomach churns
As her heart yearns
Her breathes fight
To see daylight
But her legs are rooted
In darkness until sun comes and have her booted
And leaves her again in the place she was booted
A heartbreak is like a burning stake
Even the heat in this can’t seem to hearts wake
You can be baked
Or can be caked
In its live hurts no one can fake
So cry oh lovely night
Until another nice moon makes you smile bright
One thing is for sure
Another will come, for now, just endure
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2015

12 replies on “WHEN THE NIGHT BURNS”
Really beautiful, touched my heart…
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Glad. 🙂
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Straight to my heart this one. Blessings.
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Thank you dear CC. Blessings.
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Stunning
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Thank you very much. Blessings.
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This is beautiful, passionate, and engaging. Your work is magnificent as always dear Cecilia. I pray many blessings upon you.
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And I nearly sent you a message yesterday! Glad to hear your voice sweet Tina. Blessings.
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this is stupendous! I could so relate to this message of pain and endurance. But I wish for relief…..
maybe next month the world will right itself up for me. 🙂
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Way to go! Maybe the world would. Blessings for the optimism.
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Many images of love, this a great piece, many blessings Cecilia, peace
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Many blessings Sheldon. Blessings.
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