PANGS OF PAIN
There are pangs of pain prickling my heart,
There are rhythms of pain tingling my soul,
There are cramps of pain stinging my belly,
How do I get free from these constant pains?
How do I liberate myself from its captivity?
How do I spread my wings and soar the sky?
My heart keeps dripping dark redish blood,
My heart keeps aching, too much thoughts twisted up in pains.
Dear heart, be still, stay good and be strong,
Dear soul, you've been through much storms,
Dear spirit, stay intoxicated in your euphoria,
You can be free from the fears eating you up,
You can still shut off the crying of the wind,
You can still walk on your water and not sink,
Dear heart, heal up from the hurts hurting you,
Dear heart, cease from pounding with pains and know peace again.
© DECHOSEN1🌹
POET: OWOEYE TAIWO BISOLA
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