A Hurt Lover’s Lonesome Night
By
John Kaniecki
Late
night hush
Silence
transcends to heavenly stars
Eternal
lights never knowing sleep
Countless
secrets they keep
No
horoscope, no divination could give insight
And
Allmighty God chose not to speak that night
Just
like yesterday
Or
the day before
And
before and before and before
But
one day, some day, we hope for more
Ten
thousand agonies of a heart broken
Emotions
overflowing yet nothing spoken
Except
for the screaming of her misty tears
And
the sounds of creations that have been echoing for years
It
is not that there is no voice
It
is that we refuse to hear
And
that is by choice
Who
has not known woe?
Or
felt the bitter pain?
That
nobody could know
Let
alone explain
And
so she remains in her solitude
Cept
for the infinite stars above
And
thus we conclude
Keeping
in tact the mystery known as Love
POET TO THE POOR, REVOLUTIONARY POETRY
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