Ah! When The Heart Bleeds Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Ah! When The Heart Bleeds



Ah! when the heart bleeds
When the brain thinks not
But vague and parched
Wanders through valleys
Where thorns grow

The thorns that hurt
The feet
The thorns that hurt
The head
Throttle
The parched throat

The Voice that sung
At last
The day will come
When that Voice sings not
When the waters of Babylon
Too much of exile taste
To drink

Thursday, April 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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