Lonesome Joy Poem by Elisha De La Rosa

I am alone like the golden sun, whom stands on noon
Hiding its blinding light away from others, it's shine grew.

Sun, shine on my way.

I change faces, wearing different masks, like the blue moon
I continue through these phases, I am still going through changes.

Out going changes, every day

Joy seems to find its meaning, through my eyes
Its colors grew sharp, impaling me with its enthusiastic knife.

Happiness relates to joy

My cold, concrete heart, is willing to break
The overcast shadow, have lingered forever here for grief's sake.

Gloomy thoughts I have employed.

Time to open the shades, and let light roam in to light my way
The darkness has gotten tiring; I am tired to be depressed today.
So tiresome, loneliness

Happiness bring me peace, my heart is in need of a rest
Fully capacitated joy, please fill this empty void in my chest.

Give me a spoonful of happiness.

I smile to find a purpose; joy is a soft definition that presents
itself
Joy is a taste of freedom, feeding the heart a piece of its wealth.

(12/13/10)