The Unseen Visitor - Poem by Stanley Oguh
A shade of darkness that looms on every home at its appointed time
Melody of unheard tune and awful rhyme
which eclipse the light of our mortal existence on the timeline of life
An agony of Sweet pain cut so deep than a burning knife
A sunshine of rain that wet every soul with fear
The ocean of grief made from nothing but tears,
a reflection fears we hold beneath the core of our heart
that question of its unknown experience keeps echoing the 4 walls of our heart
The wind whispers the secrets of life we never found,
The questions linger with the sight of the unknown and it's sound.
My pen is hurting at the tip leaking drops of blood ink,
silent screams I can hear synonymous to what i think.
Death a Truth becoming what we fear as nightmare,
a bouquet of misery we all have no option than to share
A dept we owe to our existence we sure have to pay
A long journey home we sure will embark on someday
Like The rhythm of a lost war at the doorstep of our exit door we sing
and yet unaware we remain of what this shadow brings
Unaware of when its engrave writing on the bedrock of our tombstone
Given beneath it will lie our own lifeless bone
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