BROKEN EMOTIONS (1)

The book lay open in the porch
The mind races yonder
The hands lay useless and futile
The heart is in a wander
What engulfs my thoughts?
Oh where from do they come?
These mindless broken emotions
With lips entwined with a lullaby hum?
The garden of roses with the soothing fragrance,
The twinkling glitters of the stars?
Or the painful nights of the yesteryears
The memories of the scars?
The arms of embrace hurting sore
The lacerated body of pain?
Or the knife of brute jabbing hard
The painful bloody rain?
Tired am I, the body scarred
The unforgiving past of yore
Haunts day in and haunts day out
Searching for the door
Of slumber-attacks in the middle of the night
The visions that come enlarged
Too late to stop the illusions of dark
Unannounced, they have barged.
Unto my life and my space
Poisoning the light of my days
They say “We’ll haunt and haunt and haunt
Till the life in you stays."
Upon their call I wake and vow
Never to sleep again
Tears rush up as I then cry
“Till I am slain!”
The lining silver comes at last
The dark begins to fade
Dawn breaks in, the sun creeps in
And I lose my dread!
But Alas! The dream lingers on
The dirty vermin of the night
“Will I be ever free?” I cry
As tears fog my sight.
The pain excruciate, the rhythm lost
I wait for Death to come
As my wounds, bloody and reeking
Turns my body numb.