Its The Way It Should Be Said Poem by issac roy

Good morning my friends,
It’s the way it should be said,
When none passed by,
When one came by my side,
Who shed over years and tears,
Who cared me who I am,
Who passed time aside with no regard,
Who please to die aside.
It’s the way it should be said,

When pain passed over and over,
Where love overcome what not meant to be,
To hearts never crossed over,
To act on on and on,
Not much of memories shed,
None cared none shared.
The days of loneliness stands,
The heart tampered rather shuddered.
It’s the way it should be said.