Tormented Soul Poem by MELVIN BANGGOLLAY

TORMENTED SOUL
Melvin Banggollay


Night was so old yet I can't fine
the right rhythm to make me recline
to rest my eyes to shed many lines
of tears that keep falling as I define
the love I had with sorrows entwined.

I never thought, I can ever behold
a love so sweet to disappear untold;
Even in my dreams I never unfold
to turned as I now tearfully behold
with a soul so tormented to fold.

My soul is troubled for I can't fine
Peace to reign in my heart's vine
As the past keep coming in line
reminding me the past I declined
but, sad to say, my mind remined


When shall my past be totally fold,
and sealed forever to remain untold
and when shall my memory can hold
not to look back moments of my old
to find solemn place other's fortold.

Only God knows the answer......