What are those tears
…unmasking the fears
…that the soul bears?
Hurts and uncertainty?
Pain and disdain?
Feelings of you being in that blue
…so you could save a beloved?
Come
Come to the bosom that has seen it all
…and still blossoms
For the comfort that time conceitedly tick tocks
…in a bridal walk to aid your plight
II
What is that anger that enstranges you
…from your loved?
Could it be a recurring hurdle
…which suffocates to brand you helpless
…showing you pictures of pity
…of yourself in eyeballs?
Come to the bosom that has seen it all
…and still blossoms
For the comfort that time conceitedly tick tocks
…in a bridal walk to aid your plight
III
What is that sadness
…hanging you on promissory madness
…draping you in clothes of coldness
Building on your horrors of failure?
Is it because of unmeeting ends
…in the face of familiar trends?
Come to the bosom that has seen it all
…and still blossoms
For the comfort that time conceitedly tick tocks
…in a bridal walk to aid your plight
IV
You will cruise through the muse of abuse
You’ll hop through the harm of hurdles
You’ll soar through the shocks of sadness
You’ll fly out of the field of fear
You’ll shred all the sorrows of set-ups
So put on your seat belt and rock your hard ride
V
The future is a surprise in wait
Holding balms for harms of today
The future is a knight in wait
To light your dark and deliver your dream
The future holds a safe structure
…to best your bruises and burn your brokenness
So let today have its sour turn
Let it add tomorrow if it so wishes
The sweet will get here no matter how long
…it travels
And when it arrives
…all these sicks will turn scented stories
…to clean the worries with the glories
So just calm and come to this bosom that blossoms
…for the comfort that time conceitedly tick tocks to aid your plight
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 29, 2019
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