sweet love,
hold the pain gently,
shake it softly,
It lingers in the corner,
Inhale it deep & longer.
The pain will start to shift,
It would become a thought,
a word or a precious gift.
don't feel afraid,
It sometimes get overflow,
to help sadness grow,
thoughts will smudge the ink,
& the tears will flow with each wink,
let write of very last hope,
but still don't know how to cope.
© Shefali_neeshe