Untitled Grief: Part-5 By Katherine Lightwood

Untitled Grief: Part-5

By Katherine Lightwood

My soul has lost the meaning of ecstasy,
Sometimes I doubt if it's my fate or a fantasy.
If it's a dream within a dream that I am holding on to,
Then why I shine like a morning light that falls on dew.
The light of my glorious shine is my own delight,
But a thousand dewdrops merged into me to get that only light.

I thrived like a sunflower on that morning glory,
Got fixed and got broken again, and that is my own story.
Now, it's dusk of my story under the sunken light of the sun.
Drenched in a strange sorrow, my heart started to burn.
Just like a thousand shards of glass, it's pricking my soul,
Standing alone with a bleeding heart, held my glory in a bowl.

The glory that I say, isn't mine, that's the light I stole from a star.
That's why I gaze upon the endless sky, remembering that it's so far.
Now, my soul has flown away with the gaiety I bestowed once.
The sky is clouded again, seeing the star will never be my chance.
Now, my tears are dry and my blood runs still.
My heart drenched in sorrow as I am seeing the sun set behind the hill.

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Katherine Lightwood