#WritcoPoemPrompt121

Your notes,
Are the only things I have,
The words are like melodies that float (s),
But the letters sometimes misbehave.

The fragrance of you surrounds me,
When the clouds of despair holds me,
I try to remain calm and still ,
The essence of you blooms vivaciously within Me.

Loads of things left untold from my side,
But I told you everything in Volumes,
Which silence speaks so loudly,
Without uttering a word.

I do hope and pray,
You always stay the same,
You bring life and joy,
There's a lot souls left to heal.

Our physical costume may dissolve ;
In the soil one day,
Still dissolving in you ,
Where I died ,

Now my body resides in the soul ,
Sometimes it aches and I barely even suffer ,
Being helpful and kind comes with the Suffering ,
But you taught me ;
We decided how We choose to Suffer !



© Sailor Writes