IN THE MIST OF TEARS
How come I write my best?
When I’m in the mist of tears?
I wonder how I get to rhyme.
At those times I feel like lime?
How I reach out fast for pen and pad?
Just to put these pains on plains?
What a better way I‘ve found
To unburden those acquired pound?
In the mist of depression and hurt,
I list my thoughts for other’s drought.
I hope one day, just one day
This piece of poem would make your day
Giving you the desired succor
Rather than add to your moment of sour.
When I’m in the mist of tears?
I wonder how I get to rhyme.
At those times I feel like lime?
How I reach out fast for pen and pad?
Just to put these pains on plains?
What a better way I‘ve found
To unburden those acquired pound?
In the mist of depression and hurt,
I list my thoughts for other’s drought.
I hope one day, just one day
This piece of poem would make your day
Giving you the desired succor
Rather than add to your moment of sour.
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