The Reflection (2016) Poem by M.W. Styner

Inside the heart

I ask what's missing?

I wonder why happiness vanish the heart for decades?

At what time did it decide to leave from the lungs?

Suffocating!

Aggravated wishing that hope will find its way back in my eyes as I cry.

Until today

This moment

This season

The wind has soothing the skin; while the sun is blossoming the roses.

Love is back from the darkness where the soul once embrace peace in its arms.

Dreams are displaying like a masterpiece where the conscious rest.

The tears of joy are crying from the inside

But while the eyes open no tear fall from its cheeks because the vision is finally clear.

By: Milton Wayne Styner, Jr.