Dilantha Gunawardana

A Glance At A Stranger's Window Poem by Dilantha Gunawardana

I gazed at your window
Your percolating tears, beads of sorrow
Perforating the sockets
And forming a meandering rivulet

I wanted to know, what sadness meant
What darkness could hide
Even light could not see, nor comprehend
I wanted to dive in to the waters
Of your teary rivulet
To feel your melancholy for a passing second
To embrace your mortality

I am no guardian angel, not am I a crusader to your heart
Just a soul tormented by your tears
Wanting to pull you from your trench
Heal you of your leprosy, to let you let go of all that binds you
Your tethers that pull you back
To the grottoes of your own bleak world

Life is no bed of roses, nor is it a bed of nails
Just a bed where love and sorrow mix

And where humanity is the only residue..........

Submitted: Thursday, June 05, 2014

Topic of this poem: Life

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