Tantrums

 

 

Midnight tears brew and fall,

I saw the night growing tall and tall,

A beating heart by your side,

Keeps on beating till it lied.

One drop and another, yet they crawl,

With no future, and forbidden pause,

It keeps on coming with bouts of pain.

With wounds of quietness, it sustains.

 

Came some light, through the curtain's side

Change my side, from left to a silent right,

Cold I felt, the narrations that I've dealt

In my deep seated eyes

 

Long, a prolong pause

Still, slept I not because

The midnight tears did flow

This night is slow, very slow