Emotions On Hold Poem by Dee Gey

Tiny pebbles thrown in the pond,
Hear the ripples create a sound;
A wrestle from internal chaos,
Piling unwanted empty hours.

As rainy season drenched the grounds,
Like thine eyes from tears are drowned;
Mighty wind whips rain of arrows,
Revealing heart's grief and sorrows.

True vengeance for a genuine pain,
Petulantly stormed out from within;
A cry of one soul bound and chained,
Uttering what could morrow bring.

Seasons changing one to another,
Heat to cold as mellowed temper;
Hiding fears from claps of thunder,
Like subdued acts of rising dander.

Lost in crowded but silent space,
With lighted candles one hand waits;
Until then when secrets unfold,
Someone's emotions kept on hold.