Laden Heart - Poem by MBJ Pancras
The moments have begun, and seconds shed tears,
Why, I know not, what hath pierced my heart?
Deep into my heart I reached to seek out the reason>
I waited for the answer: there hath seemed a soul
Yea, it's a soul of love that pierced my soul,
Why is it so? Is it thy way of love?
Yea, thou art the soul that lanced mine deep;
Yet it hath not bled,
But I perceive blossoms flashing in bruised soul.
My heart is heavy seeking thy love.
Wilt thou leave me alone crying sans(without)thee?
Oh, no. Leave me not alone, and kill me not by thy absence.
Who art thou who hath come from elsewhere?
Why didst thou appear before me?
What is it of thee that touched my heart?
I search for it but I seek no answer.
Wilt thou leave me drowning in the deep sea of pain?
Canst thou hearken(hear)my cry of pain?
Yea, if thou lovest me, thou canst hearken it.
Is my heart strong in love, but weak to carry its feelings?
Teach me to bear the pain of farewell unto thee,
For thou hast a way of life to lead, and I too!
Yet My heart loveth thee and there's a room for thee within.
Hath thy heart a room for me within?
Thou mayest leave me, but leave thy love in me,
Let not my heart think of thy good-bye unto me,
Take my heart of love with thee,
And that's I wish from thee ever and ever
Till the world of love disappears.
My heart hath always been young and tender,
And same is my love and charm for thee.
Feel the pulse of my heart uttering thy name,
And thou wilt know my love abounds in painful joy.
My heart hath no strength to forget thee,
But the way of life in us hath its own way.
I shrink in age, but grow in love for thee.
Wilt thou forget me if thou live elsewhere with thy kinfolk?
Forget me not, for love for thee is adorned in lasting Nature.
Fall deep in my laden heart and discover thee singing lullaby.
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