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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