Do Not Drop Poem by Robert Sheridan

Sorrow's share - if to dropp a pity dwells
Quickly cloak with excuses the pitiful eye
But must through the midnight screams
Be plagued by the un-marriage hearse;
I died inside before the torment came
And felt my heart falling inside -
Now blazing, harsh red & unremembered;
“Oh, very convincing, bravo, bravo! ” ‘they’ said,
In my blinded by love eye – an unanswerable fear;
I stood-alone as ‘they’ cleft me in half –
By the “what I saw”, an unbearable guilt
Now comes the swelled tear –
Pleading for mercy it groans
Once filled with undying love,
Now with emotional scars and moralities silt
Mourned till I’m self-dead;
The wanton tear hangs by a withered thread
Hemmed by misery – quickly made
Now an insignificant, un-beauteous thing;
‘They’ planned all along to tear my blind-sided eye
No merciful finger reaching out –
Were far too hard for the digestion of the cry ...
I pleaded, “Do not drop, ” and then asked ‘they’
One last time, to please hold me.

'2007'