Mourning Glory Poem by ahmad tarmizi

IM POURING OUT MY GRIEF TO YOU
TRY TO KILL IT ALL, BLEED NO MORE
I CARRY WITH ME A HEAVY HEART OF STONE
THAT BELONGS DEEP INSIDE THE PLACE FOR WHICH I MOURN

LOVE...BY ANY OTHER NAME
A HIDDEN MISERY, LOAD OF SADNESS
FOR WHICH I MOURN, 'THEY' COULD NOT BE BLAME
FOR 'YE' WHO ALWAYS FILLED..MY DEEPEST EMPTINESS

THIS MUSE OF 'PASSION', STEALING MY RESTLESS SOUL
THAT LASTING FOR HOURS, STABILIZING EMOTION
A HEART IN FLAMES, WITHIN TEMPTATION
DESPISE THE REALITY, CREATING ILLUSION

THIS LAST DARK JOURNEY, MARK MY GRIEF
FROM THE WEAK CANDLELIGHT, IM REACHING THE DOOR
TO OPEN THE DOOR, IS WHAT I FEAR
AND WHAT I FEAR, IS WHAT I DO ADORE

THESE FINAL 'CRIES' I WRITE FOR YOU
AND ALL MY PAIN CRIES OUT FOR YOU
THESE FINAL TEARS I SHED FOR YOU
COZ ALL MY PAIN CRIES OUT FOR YOU...

*5th poem
*....p/s~...'to open the door is what i fear, and what i fear is what i do adore...' refer to...read my 2nd poem...'LOST LOVER'...