Song Of Mourning Poem by Josiah Vincent
Song Of Mourning
This trouble
Is bigger than my mouth,
How shall I say it?
How shall I say that the evil visitor
Knocked at your door?
What path trod it
To arrive at your door?
It is over!
The suffering is over!
The writhing and panting
Like overfed lizards,
The chafing and contrition,
Like pepper on the grinding stone.
It is over!
The enemy holds sway,
And all must grovel before it.
It is over!
Fire has burned us.
Let us hug our grief
As the last breath is drawn.
Very thought provoking poem. I enjoyed reading it. Please keep writing and thanks for sharing.
a good insight poem, nicely penned..keep it up and continue write..nice reading ur poem
Thank you very much bro. Please check out my other poem, The madman of unity square
Well conceived and nicely penned. An insightful creation Josiah. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
Thank you Chinedu Dike. Please keep visiting my page for more poems
Fire has burned us. Let us hug our grief As the last breath is drawn.life is positive..... our poetic virtue is that we spread every where positive thoughts even in the midst of terrible sadness. .. because a poetic heart belongs to God. thank u dear poet.. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A good start with a nice poem, Josiah. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.